Only A Kiss (Jaeden Lieberher/Martell) COMPLETED

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**TRIGGER WARNING**

Daisy's P.O.V.

I don't know how I expected my night to go after the dance. Maybe the boys, Jessica, and I would all the go the arcade to hang out a little more. Maybe we would all stop and get a bite to eat. Or maybe play in the snow a bit. Maybe Jessica and I would get dressed in our lazy clothes and talk about boys and sing and dance all night. 

I definitely didn't expect to be running for what felt like my life down the slightly snowy street barefoot. I couldn't tell if my heavy breathing was from running or my panic attack. I couldn't tell if the tears were from the rush of cold air in my eyes or from me crying. Probably both. 

I finally made it to my house and opened the door. I guess I forgot to lock it in all the excitement. I guess what was a good thing that I screwed up for once because I wouldn't have been able to get in before. Unless I got in the way Jaeden always did when he wasn't disgusted with me. 

I ran into my room and into the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror in awe. I truely was disgusting. My makeup was ruined, most of it streaming down my cheeks. My hair was a mess. I looked like an ugly girl trying to hard to be pretty. 

My phone started dinging. I grabbed it and looked at what was up. Other than texts from my friends, I was being tagged in a lot of pics on Instagram. I knew inside I probably shouldn't have looked, but I did. It was pictures of the news article I was in, reporting on the helpless little girl who was abused by her dad for years, until he finally broke and almost killed her.

The comments were terrible.

Stupid ass bitch.

Ugly ass hoe.

Her dad should have killed her.

Maybe she should just kill herself.

I felt completely hopeless. It felt like no one was on my side. Like everyone was truly against me. 

My eyes stung. My legs felt weak. My brain felt empty. My heart weighed me down.

Maybe if I were just enough for my dad, none of this would have happened. Maybe is I was smarter, or funnier, or talented, or prettier, or skinnier, I would have been enough for my dad. But as usual I screw up everything. I always screw everything. If I were enough then maybe he wouldn't be in jail, I would be back home with both parents eating chocolate covered strawberries with whipped cream with them on movie night. Maybe then I would actually be happy.

But as usual, I wasn't enough. I was never enough. Not for Jaeden, not for dad, not even for my mother who leaves all the time. I will never be enough.

The comments were right.

No there weren't.

Maybe I should just kill myself.

No.Stop. You know that's not true.

I ignored that voice. Yet another reason that I am not ok. It would be better this way. 

Even for my friends. I wouldn't use them like I have. Or disappoint them like I have. They wouldn't have to worry about me anymore. Cause I can just be gone.

I opened my side mirror. And there they were. My diet pills. I basically have the whole bottle still.

I poured myself a cup of water. I poured a bunch in my hand.

I was ready. I was really ready.

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Jaeden's P.O.V.

"Why would you do that?" I asked her. "No seriously, what did she do that was that bad that you had to expose her to the entire school." 

Alison shrugged. "It's not about me. It's about how she was lying to everyone, including you."

"No Alison, everything is about you. Everything in your small ass world is about you." I told her, completely heated by what she did.

"What about what I did for you when we were dating? Clearing your name to make you not look like a fuck boy? Hm? That wasn't for me?" She insisted. 

"No!" I screamed, frustrated. "That was for you! Because you couldn't be see dating the cheating fuck boy! It's always about what's best for you! But somehow, your guilty conscience twists around the situation and you convince yourself your not the bad guy! But your the worst person I have ever met." I ended with that, too scared that I was gonna say something I wasn't suppose to. 

I ran after Daisy. I thought she would be with our friends, but Jessica and Chosen were preoccupied with Steve. He looked mad, and drunk. 

I grabbed Wyatt and pulled him aside. "Where did Daisy go?" 

"Out the doors. Probably back home. Sorry we didn't stop her but Steve over here is acting like his is going to kill someone. Or himself." Wyatt said. I nodded and started heading in her direction. "Hey Jaeden! Is all that stuff true?" Wyatt asked.

"Does it matter?" I answered him before running after her. 

I couldn't imagine how she is feeling right now. And she is in a dress and heels and ran home in this. I knew I had to get to her fast.

I just couldn't understand why she wouldn't just tell me. It's not like it's going to change my opinion on her. I will always think she is amazing and strong and beautiful. No matter what.

I ran up the steps and into her house which was unlocked. I knew from no car that there was no one home. 

"Daisy!" I shouted as soon as I got in. No response. Maybe she isn't here. 

I heard a loud bang coming from upstairs, probably her room.

"Daisy!" I yelled again, rushing up the stairs. I paused at her open door, looking in I saw that her bathroom light was on. I saw her arm laying on the floor.

I sprinted inside to find her passed out on the floor, pills scattered on the floor, the bottle empty, and water on the floor. I leaned down and lifted her head up and rested it on my lap. "Daisy, are you ok?" I asked her, but she was out cold. I checked for her pulse. It was there but slow.

I didn't wanna believe it but I had to be safe. My hands were shaking. I didn't think I could do it. But I had to. For Daisy. 

I opened her mouth, shoving my fingers to the back over her throat, making her vomit water and pills. 

She hurled herself forward and threw up on the floor, coughing after. 

"Daisy, Daisy, I'm here." I sooth her, making her know that I'm here. "It's ok, I'm here. You're safe here with me." She leaned back in my arms and started crying, no sobbing.

"I'm disgusting. I'm so fucking disgusting." She mumbled. 

"Shh, shh. No baby, you're not. You're beautiful. You're absolutely beautiful." I reassured her. I leaned against the doorway and cradled her. 

I couldn't help myself. I couldn't believe this was happening. The girl that I love almost died. How did I let this happen?

I started crying with her, but soon she passed out in my arms. 

I immediately called the ambulance after that.

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A/N

That was heavy. Stick around for the last chapter! Hope you guys are enjoying!