Fixing Her ⇉ Simon Minter [2]

TWENTY-NINE

MENTIONS OF SUICIDE IN THIS CHAPTER - SKIP IF NEEDED TO X

Days went by and Simon didn't return to the house. JJ and Josh had gotten in contact though – turns out he'd travelled up to his parent's house and was planning on staying until he sorted himself out. It was pure agony knowing Simon wouldn't be here with me, in his bed with his arms around me.

I knew the boys were starting to get worried about me because every so often, Vik would pop his head into my bedroom then disappear again. At first, he'd tried to talk to me, but I didn't respond – I was stuck staring up at the ceiling.

In the end, the boys just took rotation turns to check up on me, as if I'd do something the second I was unwatched. If I'm honest, if I didn't have all my friends, I probably would. Simon was my everything – how did anyone expect me to survive without him?

"Rose?"

Vik's voice pulled me out of my thoughts, my eyes snapping towards the door. Vik stood awkwardly at my door, a small – but sad – smile on his plump lips.

"Cal's here for you," he said quietly. All I did was nod and he disappeared. A few seconds later, the lanky ginger appeared in my room and fresh tears fell from my face.

"Ro, it's going to be okay," he rambled as he walked over to me, sitting at the end of the sofa. I didn't speak as I crawled over to Cal and bundled up in his lap, tears falling from my face. As the boy played with my hair, I cried.

"Simon'll be back before you know. You'll be totally in love and have kids."

Cal's words drifted through the air aimlessly as he spoke, trying to comfort me as best as he could. I knew he meant well but everything he said made me miss Simon more. I loved that boy and would until death, and nobody in this damned house was helping.

I could always go to his parent's house. I know I'd seem like a stalker, but I loved him. I had to fight for us. Hadn't I?

Sitting up, I pushed Cal's hands away from me and turned towards him.

"Get JJ."

♕

JJ stared at me with his mouth hanging open, Vik behind him like a small, scared child.

"You sound crazy, Rose," warned JJ, Vik nodding in agreement.

"I hate to fight for us, Jide! If I let him go, it'll seem like I don't care when I do! Please! Please take me to him!" I begged. My voice was sore, my eyes were red, and I'd slept for days. I was in no condition to travel, but I'd do anything to get to Simon.

All the boys were round today, hanging out and filming for a few videos. Harry, Ethan and Tobi watched cautiously from the kitchen, Harry watching me mainly.

"I love him, Jide. I don't know what I'll do if he doesn't love me anymore," I breathed, my voice having cracked, leaving me sounding desperate – which I was.

"He doesn't want you. Don't you get it?"

All eyes turned to Harry. My heart stopped, then dropped. I turned to the blond and locked eyes with him. The amount of malice on his face, the disgust in his eyes. He hated me. He truly hated me.

"Simon left because he doesn't want you! Why can't you get over it and move on!" Harry yelled. My heart thumped rapidly against my chest as I felt it snap and break. Every inch turned to dust as Harry spat at me, his words stinging.

"He probably realised how much of a slut you are and ran! God knows I would've!" he hissed. The whole room seemed to still as Harry and I locked eyes, the anger in his frightening me to the bone.

"How did I ever love you?" I whispered before staggering backwards and running into my room.

"Rose!" I heard Vik yell as I slammed my bedroom door shut, locked it and collapsed against the floor.

I couldn't breathe. What if Harry was right? Simon didn't love me. Of course, he didn't! I was some crazy ex who wouldn't leave him alone. That's all I was. A crazy ex.

With shaky breaths, I stood from the floor and my eyes locked on the bathroom. My mind on the number of razors inside.

Everything in me screamed no. Don't. However, some part of me, screamed yes.

♕

This book is dark WOW