zach

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***ASHLEYS POV***

"Shit I can't do this anymore..." I thought to myself. Zach hasn't been talking to me for about a week now, a whole fucking week can you believe it. He said he was mad at me for cutting myself again but I think it's rather fucked up that he chooses not to talk to me instead of help me. In fact nobody has been talking to me lately, even Lux has been ignoring me. I don't know what the fuck I did though that's the problem. But it's starting again, and boy was it getting bad. The feelings of not wanting to be here anymore, not wanting to get out of bed or eat or do anything. I was getting pretty bad, and it wasn't going anywhere.

I went to my bathroom and took out some Vicodin. I took one for each feeling of self regret I had for myself. So probably around 30. I didn't mean to try and kill myself, or at least I don't think I meant it. Well anyway next think I know I wake up in the hospital with Sasha by my side, crying her eyes out. God I hated seeing her like that, but I guess it was my fault for doing this to myself anyway.

"I called Zach." is all she could muffle through the tears. "He should be here soon."

"God Sasha I'm so fucking sorry, I didn't even mean for this to happen it just did." I knew that was no excuse but I didn't know what to tell her.

"Ashley we're sending you to rehab."

"You can't without my consent." I said, I hated rehab I had been there 2 times already and it didn't do shit.

"Please do it, for me, for Zach, for all of us." She was crying pretty hard now so I just said yes to comfort her.