aggression | luke hemmings

Chapter Fifty

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Luke's POV

"Goodnight love," I say at 10.

"Goodnight Luke," Becca replies. I kiss her hair and wrap my arms around her waist. I fall asleep with a smile on my lips because it feels so good to be here with Becca in my arms.

At 9 the next morning, I wake up. Becca is still asleep but I stand up and brush my teeth. Then I run a hand over my hair and walk back into the room. Becca is still asleep, I do not mind though. I pick up a beanie and some clean clothes, then I change in the bathroom. It's 9:30 when I finish.

I walk downstairs and grab a class of water, gulp it down, and run back to our bedroom. Becca is still asleep, which worries me because she barely ever sleeps this late and given the situation we just got through, this could mean trouble.

"Becca?" I ask, I know she probably didn't hear though. I pull the covers down, feeling that they're damp, but I gasp when I see what lay before me.

There is a blade in Becca's small, bloody hand. It's resting over her left wrist, She was cutting vertically instead of horizontally.  There were tears on her pink cheeks, and there was a small blood stain where she lay last night which bled through the blanket. It was hard to see but you could feel it.

I grab the blade and toss it on the floor, wiping my eyes and picking Becca up by her torso. She has a pulse, but she is passed out and and super pale.

"Oh my god," I say to myself, my voice cracking in each word. "Why?" I ask. I pick her up completely and run outside and to the car. Unfortunately I was stupid enough not to put on any bandages or anything, leaving her to bleed in the car. I get to the hospital in a few minutes, demanding somebody take her to a room.

I pull my phone out of my pocket once she is laid on a stretcher and taken to a room. I search through my contacts and click on Ashton SmAsh Irwin.

"Sup," He answers on the fourth ring.

"Come to the hospital," I say. "It's Becca, she... she..." I stammer.

"Shit, I'll be there. See you," Ash says and hangs up. I wipe my eyes and place my phone into my pocket again. In a few minutes, Ash runs in and up to me.

"Hey," I say, tears drying. He appears to be on the verge of tears too. He holds up a hand as if waving, but can't speak. I wipe my eyes again and pace the room, Ash staring back at me sorrowfully.

I sigh and sit down next to him, tapping my fingers nervously on the arm of the chair.

"Luke," Lily says from somewhere in front of me. She is crying a lot, I pray to God Becca is okay. "You and Ash can come in." We follow her to Becca's room, it takes ages to get there and when we do finally reach it I smile. Becca is awake, sitting up, and doesn't look like she's in the least bit of pain.

"Hi," She says. Lily checks on her extra cuts, she only managed to cut twice but they bled a lot.

"Hey," Ash and I say. We each stand on either side of her and look down at the nasty cuts on her arm.

"Why'd you do it?" I ask. "Especially while I was next to you?"

"The voices," Becca whispers. My lips tremble and I look down at the tile floor. "That's all they do, encourage me."

"If they encourage you then why do you cut?" Ash asks.

"No, no... They encourage me to kill myself," Becca says just as quietly as before. Kill? Oh, please don't let that happen, it'll be the death of me. No pun intended. "That's the only day that every one cares, anyway. When I die."