Catch Me

Ch. 21

Coraly's pov

When I woke up, I didn't expect it to be the next morning. I don't recall it being late last night, but I wasn't too aware of anything other than me being down a blade.

I still can't really figure out why that caused a melt down for me. Demi was right, it's not my last one. So why did I care that she took one? I have so many more. Be being down one isn't going to hurt anything.

"How do you feel today?" Demi asks softly.

I give myself a few moments to let my eyes adjust to the light shining through the blinds and directly into my eyes. I also give myself a little time to figure out my response, "Tired."

"I'm not too sure how, it's 1 pm." She says.

"You took my blade and I cried. That's what I call a nightmare and I'm still emotionally worn out from all the tears shed."

"I know it wasn't an easy day, but I'm proud of you. You kinda made a lot of rather large steps all in one day." She says.

"Like want?" I ask not believing her.

"One, you cried in front of me which you've never allowed yourself to do. You don't cry in front of people and you hate yourself when you do. Two, you handed me the blade. Even if it was me forcing you to do so, you handed it over. Three, you let me touch you. Four, you let me hold you. Five, you opened up on how you were feeling which is huge for you. Six, you allowed me to help you and you're allowing me to help you." She says.

I guess this is what desperation for help is. You knock down your wall to someone completely and trust them to fix you and make everything better.

I've never been to this point. I've always trusted that I'll be ok on my own. However I'm 14 and I'm not ok. I'm worse than I've ever been and maybe that's because I have been alone. Maybe it's because I don't know how to fix everything anymore. Maybe I need someone's help. I just want to feel happy.

"I guess." I say awkwardly.

I'm not really sure how to respond to that, how do I respond to that?

She moves a few loose strands of hair from my eyes, "So you stayed in here all night?" I ask.

"Yes." She says.

"Why?" I ask.

"I wanted to make sure you were ok last night. Then once you fell asleep and I knew you were going to stay asleep, I just didn't really have the heart to leave you. I guess I couldn't convince myself that you were actually ok." She says.

"Oh."

"You'll have your bed back to yourself tonight." She says.

"I slept better with you in it last night." I whisper.

"I can stay with you tonight, that's not a problem. Would you like me to?" She asks.

I give the smallest of nods and I see her flash a small smile, "Alright that's no problem." She says.

"So now that we're a little bit closer, can I know more about that friend you mentioned?" She asks.

"Her names Zoey and I met her on Twitter. She owns a fan account and we were mutuals. I went to 3 concerts that week and the first one she was beside me at barricade. We agreed to try and hang out at least once this summer and I've texted her pretty much everyday since. She's cool." I say.

I kind of owe her that much, she did help me last night and is agreeing to stay with me tonight.

"Is there a tint possibility you have a crush on her?" Demi asks.