They saw each other first on the train. And then in the same cafe, and then in the same meeting room. He disliked her loud music, she disliked his attitude. Their opinions will have to change when she's hired to work with him.
Rules will be broken...
Shawn Mendes. Coming home that day was probably the worst day I would ever experience. Nothing could match that sadness, that dread, that sinking feeling, that feeling that everything was breaking apart. The feeling I felt that day.
In the midst of arguing with my parents I heard a worrying sound. A sound that usually didn't worry me, but that day it sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn't pinpoint why it did. I heard the sound of a door closing and locking upstairs but had no chance to react. "I mentally cant comprehend what you're telling me Shawn" Mum said sitting down slowly onto the couch. "I didn't mean to forget her! She just slipped out of my mind over the last month and a bit!" I fought. "That girl upstairs has been-" "Don't Karen" Dad interrupted and I immediately started to worry. "No. He needs to hear it!" Mum fought back. Dad shook his head and wandered away. "What's happening?" "While you've been away, enjoying life, everything going fine," "Are you blaming me for something?" "I'm so proud of everything that you've achieved Shawn! So proud. But while you've been forgetting. She's been hiding herself away, not eating. She's barely the weight of a child Shawn. She won't talk to us, she's isolated herself from everything and everyone. She hates herself!" Mum shouted, her eyes getting glassy. "Did you not for one second think about her? While you were all cuddled up and all romantic with someone else, it's been killing her." "That's not my Faith. She wouldn't do that" I said, not wanting to believe what she was telling me. I didn't want to realise that it was all my fault. "She's not yours anymore Shawn. If you looked at her now you wouldn't even recognise her. I barely know who she is now. She's a stranger" Mum explained and I shook my head.
We sat in silence together for at least ten minutes. "Where is she now?" I asked as we sat side by side. "Last time I saw her she was in bed" she sighed and an immediate worry filled my mind. "So that was her locking her door then?" I asked and Mums head flicked up to me suddenly. "What?" "I heard the sound of a door locking. So I'm guessing that's her" I said and Mum turned pale. She shot up out of her seat and ran up the stairs. I ran with her and watched as she gently knocked on Faiths door. I waited a few minutes before questioning. "What's going on?" "We always had a rule. She never locks this door. Ever. She could shut it all she liked but never lock it" she said, knocking again. "Are you coming out?" She said, her head rested against the door. I stood next to her and knocked harder on the door. "Open the door" I said, raising my voice. I knocked again, each getting harder and harder, more and more desperate. "Come on" Mum said as if she was waiting for her to come and open the door. But I wasn't waiting. I couldn't. I was panicking.
I slung my back off of my shoulder and kicked the door. "Shawn!" Mum exclaimed but I stared at her, a panic taking over my whole body. "What if she's done something?!" I shouted. "She won't have. She probably just overheard you talking. She won't have done anything. She never has before." Mum said but I kicked the door again. "She might have this time. Oh god, what I said might have pushed her over the edge" I said running my hands in my hair, suddenly feeling sick. "No no Shawn. She's not done anything. She'll come out soon I know it" Mum said, but she couldn't even convince herself.
I kicked the door over and over again, and mum started screaming for her to come out of the room. I shouted along with her. But no sign or response came from her. We shouted louder and louder and I kept kicking as I saw that the hinges were becoming loose. I kicked and kicked at the door, praying that she would just be in bed, or sat by the window. But she wasn't.
As the door fell inwards. We both looked inside cautiously. I think we both saw the empty pill bottle first, and then Faith. Mum screamed and fell to her knees. I thought I was going to be sick. The room span. I couldn't make sense of what I was seeing. I learnt against the doorway and I couldn't take my eyes off of her body. One of her arms and one of her legs flopped over the side of her bed. Her eyes were closed and her head fell to one side. "Dad!" I screamed. "What's going on?!" Dad yelled and tried to console mum. He came and stood by my side. "Oh my god," he whispered staring at her. He picked up the bottle and I saw that they were sleeping pills. The bottle was empty. "We only got those from the doctor for her the other day" Dad whispered. I fell to my knees and sobbed. The realisation now hitting me. I took her hand and stared at her face. This was my fault. I had done this to her. I loved her. But this wasn't the girl I fell in love with. "Wait," Dad said and bent over her. "She's not dead. Come on, I'm phoning an ambulance, we're not panicking" he said and I looked over to where his fingers were pressed against her neck, just under her jawline. I stood up and Dad rushed downstairs.
I heard him talking on the phone and I took Faith's lifeless body into my arms. I held her close to me. Her face was pale, her lips turning an odd colour. Her breathing was slow, as was her heart rate. I sobbed as I held her. "What have you done?" I cried, almost expecting her to respond. "What the fuck have you done?!" I screamed through my sobs. I shook her body and her mouth fell open. I watched as a slow stream of blood started to fall from her nose. "What have you done?!" I screamed again. "Dad!" I screamed. "They'll be here in two minutes Shawn. Two minutes!" He yelled and Mum came over to me. "She's bleeding," I cried and wiped away the stream on the sleeve of my dark T-shirt . "She'll make it wont she mum?" I said trying to force a smile. "Of course she will" Mum whispered before walking away crying.
I rocked back and forward, clutching her in my arms. "She's up here!" I heard dad say, but I was certain that there was no hope left for her. It was a blur. I had no idea what was happening. One second she was in my arms, and the next she was being dragged away by men and women in blue uniforms. The last thing they said before they shut the doors to the ambulance was, "She'll be at Toronto City Hospital"
I didn't even consider staying at home until I felt better. I ignored all the cameras and people gathered on the front drive and the street and went to my car. I quickly followed the ambulance. I just wanted to know if she was ok. "Come on Faith. Fight it. Fight it" I repeated over and over. But it did cross my mind that she didn't want to fight it, and that's how she ended up in the back of the ambulance in the first place. Everything was crashing down around me.
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