Joe and Dianne: My suicide saviour

Can this happen...?

Dianne's POV:

Our lips continued to move together. My hands had moved around Joe's neck and he had one hand on my back and the other on my waist. We stayed like this for what seemed like forever. I wanted it to be forever, if I had a choice, I would never move away from Joe's arms. But I knew I had to stop. I slowly pulled away from Joe and looked him in the eye. His face was a mixture of emotions. Happiness screamed across his lips. I knew that kiss had meant so much to him. But his eyes were still screaming for help. They looked exactly the same as they had always done. The beautiful blue of an ocean. His eyes alone could set my world on fire. However the oceans in his eyes weren't calm anymore. They were stormy and broken. I could see the pain of his life behind his perfect complexion. I wanted to help him. I really did. I had only known him for a week but this boy meant so much to me. I slowly got out of his grip and walked across to the kitchen. Still in his view. I filled a large bowl with warm water,then went into the bathroom. I grabbed some antiseptic cream and brought that and the bowl over to him.

"Take of your jumper" I said. As he did, I could see that he really wasn't lying about how many times he'd hurt himself. What I had seen earlier was only a taster to the true horror that shook me to my very core. I slowly bathed his arms in the water, and cleaned the cuts that looked infected. I placed the cream on each cut, counting how many there were as I went. I got to a total of 48 open wounds and roughly 12 that had scabbed over already.

We both kept quiet. We didn't want to ruin this moment. It was unorthodox, but it was our moment. Me and Joe. Together.

Once I was finished, I poured the water down the sink, put the cream away and went back to Joe. He hadn't moved from the position I last saw him in. He was staring into space and had zoned out completely.

"Joe." I said, taking him out of his daze. "Why did you say that you would resign from the show?" I could tell by his face that he was not expecting me to ask him that. He cleared his throat and gave me an answer.

"Dianne, you're amazing. You're smart, funny and so talented. I could never make your life miserable, it wouldn't be fair to you. It's not to late for you to find a new partner, for the season. It's okay if you leave now. If anything I would judge you more for staying with a complete fuck up, when you deserve so much better."

I moved closer to Joe, and rested my head on his strong chest. "I'm not going anywhere." I said simply. I listened to the steady beat of his heart, as I cuddled up to him. After some slight hesitation, he put his arm round me and snuggled down. Slowly we both fell asleep. We were both tired, but we were happy. We both finally felt at peace.

Narrator's POV:

Joe and Dianne slept close to each other all night. Sleeping the whole way through was unusual for them. Joe usually woke up after nightmares that he had. Dianne was usually disturbed by Anthony or was awake thinking about everything. She never knew why she didn't just leave Anthony. She was too afraid to find out what he would do. To avoid him entirely, she could only stay with him. But things were different now. Now she had Joe.

As morning came about, Joe was awoken by sunlight hitting his eyes. He slowly opened his eyes to see the red head who he adored asleep on his chest. Her body was shivering ever so slightly as the air was cold around her. Carefully, not to wake her up, Joe moved away from Dianne and found a blanket to cover her. He walked around his living room trying to wake himself up. He was getting bored and decided to wake Dianne up so that they could get ready for a second day of training. He walked over to her but before he could nudge her, a phone began to ring .

In his delirious state, Joe didn't stop to check who's phone it was. He answered the phone and walked out of the room so that he didn't wake up Dianne whilst he spoke. As he brought the phone to his ear, he was instantly greeted by an angry, deep voice on the other end of the line.

"Dianne, where the fuck have you been. You haven't been answering my calls or texts. You haven't been home in 2 days. If you're round that fucker Joe's again, you better be ready when you come home. If you come home. Remember what's written on your arm, you belong to me you bitch. When you eventually say goodbye to that skinny little shit then be prepared to let him go forever. If you don't come home soon then I might just kill you. Or he can be the one to go. You choose!!!"

Joe's POV:

He hung up the phone leaving me stood in my hallway in shock. What had he done to her. This whole time she had been caring for me. I've been so selfish, I haven't even asked her what's going on in her world.

I looked across to my left as I saw someone standing there out the corner of my eye.

"Who was that Joe?"...

A/N Hey people. Thank you so much for continuing to read this. It means so much to me that you enjoy it. I understand that some subject matter in this might be sensitive, if at any point you don't like whats being written, let me know. I won't take offence just want to get better at writing. Thank you all once again x