Ink's P.O.V
*Time skip from the last chapter to a couple of hours later, Still in the flashback*
I decided that today after school I would go visit Blake at her house so I could try and talk to her, I mean, I am her oldest friend out of the four of us. When I walk home I usually walk home with Blake, but she left school early because she wasn't feeling well, I wonder why she seemed fine to me and the others, or maybe she's really good at hiding things from us, which I'm pretty sure she is.
I walk home by myself and try to think of ways to get Blake to tell me about her problem that we obviously know she has. An idea pops into my head and I rush inside my house and say to my Mother, sorta shouting.
" Mom, can I go over to Blake's house for a little bit?" She turns her attention toward me and gives me a smile.
" Sure sweetie, but don't be there for too long okay?" I roll my eyes in a playful way and say with a giggle,
" Mom, I'm not a little kid anymore, I'll be in high school soon" She chuckles a little and continue's what she was doing. I walk out of the house and start my journey to Blakes house, which was only a couple of blocks away from my house. I look around at the scenery and looked at the colours and thought of drawing something like the forest that's behind Blake's house that her and I used to go to in fourth grade to play around with all the sticks they had in the forest and we made a fort there and every day after school we would hang out there. Good memories I thought, I'm getting close to her house, Please tell me that she's home. I go to her front door and ring the doorbell.
I hear someone's footsteps come to the door. The person unlocks the door and opens it
" Hello, Mrs.Oakwood" Blake's Mom smiles and looks at me,
" Let me guess you're here to see Blake?" I nod my head in agreement with her.
" She's been in her room all day I don't know why, could you please go and check on her. Her room is- Well its obvious that the room with the sign the says 'Blakes room' is her's." She gestures me to come inside, I go inside there pretty neat house and walk up the stairs.I hear muffled cries coming from down the hall. I rush to see if it's coming from Blake's, and it is I listen in from outside the house.
" Well, today the day you've all been waiting for... What do you mean, everyone doesn't care about me or love me, that's what you guys said and you're all right, yes all four of you" I then hear a thump. I was shocked and I could feel tears on the corners of my eyes.
" *Sniff* W-Why do you g-guys do this to me? I did nothing to you stupid, idiots-" I then hear her scream. I then hear her footsteps move around her room.
"...T-The *sniff* knife? What about it?... W-What?... The only way to end this suffering is to *cries*" I start to cry myself my first ever friend is suffering worse than all of us had thought and I'm just listening in behind the door. I then hear Blake shout.
" I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" She shouts. She's gonna kill herself?!, What is she doing?!. I burst through the door and see Blake's tear stand face and the knife she was talking about aiming at her chest. She probably noticed the tears on my face and dropped to the floor and dropped the knife. I go onto my knees and hug her. She cries into my shoulder. Her Mother comes upstairs and she comes over to us and sits down. She notices the knife and she tears up.
"B-Blake what were you doing with that knife?" Blake's mom stuttered as she looked at Blake hugging me tightly.
" They wouldn't leave me alone and I-I thought that killing myself would st-stop it" Blake's mom cried even more. I was confused so I asked Blake,
" They who?" She released from the hug and looked at both of us.
" The voices inside my head. They drove me insane, *sniff* they made me cut myself, and made me think of killing my *sniff* self"Blake pulls up both of her sleeves to show the cuts, Her mother cried and hugged her and then looked at me.
" T-Thank you," Her mother said while stroking her daughter's head.
" For what?" I ask Blakes Mom as Blake cries into her mother's shoulder.
" For saving Blake, If you didn't come in, she would have died" I look at Blake, and then she gets up and hugs me.
" Ink, Thank you so much" I hug Blake back. After that Blake's mother looked online for therapists for Blake. They eventually found one and Blake's been seeing the therapist every Thursday and Friday.* End of flashback*
My eyes shot open which had tears flowing down them. I rub my eyes from the excess tears and stretch my arms and look at the time on my computer. 9:40 a.m. Am I late for school?!. I rush to get ready and head downstairs. I then realize that today is Saturday. I'm so dumb, I think to myself as I make myself breakfast. I notice that Mom's not home. I think went to go get groceries, maybe, I don't know. That nightmare came back again. I think to myself as I eat my breakfast.
My phone goes off, almost giving me a heart attack. I grab my phone and check what it was,
Heya Ink wanna hang out today, just the two of us, Love you~. It was a text from Error, I reply with,
Sure, what time works with you?, Any time works with me And also, Love you too Error~I sigh a dreamy sigh and walk back up to my room and look at my list of Therapists. I guess I organized them in Best option or Okay option. For the best list, I had one at the that had a star beside it. I even wrote down the number. I grab my phone dial it.
The phone rings and I wait for the person to pick up.
" Hello, you called Mrs. Miller?"...AUTHORS NOTE:
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