Affliction (Currently being edited)

Chapter Six

Jennies POV

The rest of the ride home was kind of awkward because I just cried the whole time and Cody didn't know what to do. He comforted me in the best way he could. He decided to take me to my house.

"If you want me to stay I will." He says as I enter the front door.

"Yeah, you should go home first though so you can get your overnight stuff," I reply in a sniffle.

"Alright, I'll be back in thirty." He replies.

Jades POV

I was mad at Jen for leaving so I knew I had to go back so I can make sure none of those guys get near her. I began to pack when I picked up a wet shirt. I dropped it and there was red left on my hands. It was blood.

"Fuck, I can't believe that I believed her when she told me she was fine," I say out loud to myself.

Not to mention it was a lot of blood. I need to hurry and get back, without me she has no one to take her to the hospital. As far as I know, none of her friends know about her self-harm. She will keep it a secret even if it costs her physically. I should have dealt with her differently. I picked up my phone and called Jen.

"Hello?" I hear Jennie say.

"You cut, didn't you? Is it bad? Does it need stitches?" I say worriedly.

"I'm fine, Jade, you don't need to worry about me." She replies.

"Jen I'm serious," I reply

"I'll call you if I need you." She replies and hangs up.

I definitely need to check on her.

Jennies POV

I want to still put my trust in Jade. But after that stunt, he pulled, I'm not sure if I can. I headed upstairs to my bedroom and decided I should try to clean up my room before Cody gets back. I never have to worry about hiding anything in my bedroom because my mom and dad never come upstairs, and I'm not used to people coming over. There were bloody rags everywhere and blades just laying about not to mention cigarette butts and pills and empty and full bottles of an array of alcohol. My room gives away all my secrets. I didn't have time to deep clean so I just stuff everything into my closet, drawers, and under my bed. I also have my own bathroom connected to my room but the bath had blood all over it. When I self-harmed at home I never cared about the cleanup and I'm kind of regretting that now. I turn on the shower in an attempt to clean out the blood. I stuff all the bloody towels under the sink including all my first aid bullshit. Either way, my room was still a disaster. With clothes and dirty dishes and trash everywhere.

"Hey, Jen I'm back!" Cody yells from the living room.

I finish up what I was doing and open my bedroom door for Cody.

"Jen I had no idea it was this bad." Cody says as he sets his stuff down on my bed.

I watch as he just stares at everything in my room, not in disgust like I thought he would but in sadness.

"That what was this bad?" I ask.

"Your depression." He replies as he sits down on my carpet.

He gestures for me to sit down next to him and I do.

"Jen you can't live like this anymore, if you continue to live like this it will kill you and I want to help you, and so does Chris and Hannah, you just have to let us." Cody says.

I didn't know what to do so I just sat in silence.

"I know you want to deny it, and I don't blame you, you just need to accept our help and take it, and remember you can tell me anything I'm not going to judge you and neither will Chris or Hannah." Cody says.

"You wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore if you knew half the shit I've done," I reply.

"I seriously doubt that." Cody says.

Once again I didn't know what to say.

"I can help you clean your room if you want, a clean room can really help your mental state." He continues.

"I guess I would be ok with that, but maybe another day, I'm just so tired, I want to shower then go to bed," I reply.

"That's ok we don't have to do it today," Cody replies.

I turned on Netflix for Cody while I take my shower. I shut the bathroom door and began to undress. I had a full-length mirror in my bathroom and when I looked at my naked body all I saw were cuts, scars, and my bones sticking out. I honestly don't remember the last time I ate. The cut on my wrist had bled through my bandage completely. Blood began dripping on the floor.

"Shit," I say a little too loudly.

"Jen, you good?" Cody asks.

"Yeah I'm fine." I lied.

I step into the shower and let the warm water drop on my body.

Cody's POV

I know Jen still has a lot of secrets and I want her to tell me them herself, I'm usually good at respecting her privacy, I'm just scared for her. I open the top dresser drawer, just trash, and some clothes. I decided to open the second one to find an empty bottle of vodka. I guess that one doesn't really surprise me. I continue to look through the dirty clothes and trash and found random pills laying around, none of them were labeled so they could be anything. The more I looked through her stuff the more worried I got.

Jennies POV

I turned off the shower, as I was about to step out I got really dizzy and face planted on to the bathroom floor. I didn't really pass out, I just got dizzy enough for my legs to give out on me.

"Jen, Jen! Are you ok? Cody says while trying to open the door. I forgot that I locked the door so he couldn't get in.

"I, I'm fine," I mumble.

"Are you sure?" He says.

"Yah I just got dizzy is all," I reply.

I was too weak to get up so I sat on the floor and slowly get dressed. I clean up the blood on the floor.

"Can you unlock the door?" Cody asks.

I reached up from the floor and unlocked it.

He opened the door and sat down next to me.

"Can you get up?" he asks.

"I don't know," I reply.

Cody decided to pick me up gently and carried me to my bed.

Cody's POV

I didn't realize how skinny she was, I could practically feel every bone. I wish I would have realized what was wrong before it got this bad. I lay my sleeping bag on the floor. Within a half hour, Jen was asleep, I couldn't sleep though I was too scared of her doing something.