Mental Hospitals

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Calum's POV

3 months.

I haven't seen either of them for 3 months.

I have seen Michael a few times, around school and around town, but he wouldn't talk to me.

I know something happened and I tried not to worry about it, but now my best friend that I've never met before. I used to think it was dramatic to miss someone that you've never actually met, but now I know what it feels like.

It was weird seeing her like that, well anyone really. I haven't seen that much blood since the last time I relapsed, and that was 3 years ago. I haven't had a reason to relapse. I live alone and I don't have to worry about my drug addict siblings and my screw up of parents that never really cared about me. But seeing Emma like that kind of... I don't know, triggered something inside of me.

I was broken out of my thoughts to the sound of my phone ringing. I look at the called I.D. and I freeze. What could she possibly want?

"Hello?" I say with a shaky voice into my phone.

"Hi, listen your going to live with your father and I from now on because we are tired of paying for your apartment." my mothers rude voices comes through the speaker.

"Excuse me? You don't pay for anything. I have been living on my own for god knows how long now because you never cared about me. You treated me and my sister like trash and that is why I am living alone and she is a drug addict without a family. You guys make me sick and I wouldn't ever consider moving back in with you." I snap.

"That's too bad because last time I checked, you were still to young to be living legally on your own. You still not 18, so technically, your still suppose to be living under our roof. And what happened with your sister was not our fault, that was her own decision. If she wants to screw up her life, then let her, at least she's over 18."

"Never in a million years would I ever come live with you again." I yell into the speaker before hanging up and slamming my phone on the counter.

Oh great. I have that feeling again. That same one that I haven't had in a very long time. 3 years to be exact. I know I am going to regret this, but I have no choice. I have to have some sort of relief. And this is the only way to get it.

I walk to the bathroom and although there is nobody here, I still lock the bathroom door because I know the neighbors will hear my screams of pain, but this way they won't be able to save me.

Michael's POV

I feel like absolute shit. The moment I heard that Emma was no longer available to see, I broke down. I knew that it was going to happen eventually, but I didn't think that it would be now.

Now that she's gone. I don't know what to do. I have nobody to protect. To visit everyday to make sure they're stable. I have nobody to call my little sister at this point. Because she is in a mental hospital. And she is suicidal.

The one thing I really do feel bad about, is the fact that I have been ignoring Calum. He did help me with her and help me with bringing her to the hospital and finding her. I can tell that he was upset about what happened even though he didn't know her, he is one of my best friends.

I decided since I have nothing to do today, just like every other day since she left, I was going to go talk to Calum and apologize to him.

I walk up to Calum's front door, just about to knock when I hear somebody scream. Not just any scream. A scream of pain. And not just some random person. It was Calum.