Depression, abuse & Self harm.

Where it all started #3

"PARIS, this is all your fault. Why did you not see him, you should have looked before you crossed, this is all you're fault!"

"Mum I'm sorry."

Mum didn't say anything back, she just shot death glares at me. I suppose it was my fault. After all if I hadn't of crossed the road with out looking, Jacob wouldn't have rolled his car off the road.

I could feel my eyes getting heavier, and tears dropping down my face.

I couldn't handle it any more I ran out and walked home. It was a 23 kilometre walk, so I was wrecked by the time I got home.

When I got home Jaydean was there waiting for me.

"Hey jay!"

"Hey paris, how is jacob. Has he woken up yet, or is he still in his coma."

"No, he is still in his coma. We don't know if he is ever going to wake up!"

I started crying again.

"It's ok, he will wake up."

Just then my phone rang it was mum.

"Hello"

"PARIS, GET TO THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW! YOUR BROTHER IS HAVING A FIT, THE NURSES THINK HE MIGHT DIE!"

"Ok, I'll be right there!"

I called a taxi and got to the hospital in about 30 minuites.

I ran to the front desk to see what room Jacob was in.

"He is in room 473."

"Thankyou!"

I ran as fast as I could to the room, when I got there I saw mum and dad crying. I had never seen dad cry, apart from the time when mum and him nearly got a divorce.

"What happend!"

"Sorry Paris, but your brother Jacob has passed away."

A/n ---------------------------------------

Hey guys, I'm going to update at least every week, probably more than that because the chapters are really small. This is my first book, so tell me what you think about it in the comments, and what you would like to happen next!

P.s Sorry go any spelling mistakes. Byee.

~Tayla :)