My Bestfriend Saved Me

Chapter 6

“Katy, sit down.” I sat down on the other end of the couch and I hugged my knees. “I have been dating Madison for a few months, and then you came out to visit. I didn’t want to hurt her. So I kept her on the DL and you became my number one priority. I was going to meet up with her tomorrow and break up with her. You’ve only been here 3 days and you have 26 more too go but I hope that we can move past this.” “Look, Hayes. I found out the first night. You were in the bathroom. You did get a text from Madison. You left your phone here yesterday, so I took it and set up a meeting with Madison from your phone, so she thought it was you. We met this morning. There was a huge fight, and I got home and changed so she wouldn’t recognize me. My point is, I lied to you the first day, and I’m sorry. I would like to thank you for being honest with me. I’m sure that took guts. I’m going to ask my mom if she can get me on a flight home tomorrow.” “Katy, please don’t go.” “I’m going to pack tonight and sleep down here on the couch. I’ll miss you. It was good to see you.” “Katy!” “Hayes, stop. You’ll only make this worse for yourself.  I’m going to go take a hot bath for a while. I’ll see you at dinner.”

I walked upstairs and got my girl-stuff bag. I always kept blades in there. I walked into the bathroom. I had so many thoughts going through my head. I thought Hayes cared about me. He was cheating on me. Hayes. Hayes Grier. He was always a good kid. I wonder what happened when I left. Maybe he had a good childhood and then when Nash left, he got lonely. He didn’t have anyone. I know how he felt. I was so lonely after moving to California. I still am.

I can’t think about the past though. I had to think about what was currently happening. How Hayes had just confessed to cheating on me. How I brought blades on this trip. How I just brought out my blades. I then proceeded to slice and cut my wrists. I cut HG in my forearm. I started to cry. Hayes heard me and he knocked on the door. I look and see that I forgot to lock the door. I say “I’m fine. I’ll be out in a minutes,” through the tears. I thank God every day that Hayes didn’t hear me and he came in. He held up my arm as it continues to pour out blood. He grabbed a towel. He, for once, had his phone, and he called 911. He drained the water out of the tub, and covered me with my robe.

I slipped into a coma. I was alive, but I wasn’t in my body. I was outside, like a spirit. I was watching reality as if it were a movie. The EMTs run in and one escorts Hayes out. They wrap my wrist with bandages and give me an IV. Hayes is able to get in the ambulance with me and he held my hand the entire time. He wanted me to know that he was there with me, and he didn’t abandon me, like I did to him 4 years ago. We finally arrived in the hospital. I was rushed inside and admitted into the hospital. Hayes stayed by me through it all.