Letters to a Rockstar

We stitch these wounds

This will be told from Emerson's POV then Remington's and finally Chelsea's. This is a critical part in the story. PAY attention.

***Emerson POV***

I was walking towards the kitchen to make me some tea and I heard my sister begin to cry. I made my way over to where she was and she was crying and gripping a letter that was ready to go. She was not aware of me watching.

I saw her scream how anybody could love her? When they are so far away. It then hit me that she was talking about Ashley Purdy. I became upset that he had somehow hurt her. But! She ripped the envelope in half and stormed into the house and up the ramp to her room.

I heard her scream for our mom as I went over and picked up the torn envelope. I walked with it back to my room and sat down at my desk. I gently took it out as I heard pounding on a door and shouting.

I heard Remington come racing up there and he screamed and pounded on a door. I figured that it was nothing to be concerned about. She was bound to have some mood-swings as she got worse. We were told that it would affect her moods at times.

I pulled out a three page hand-written letter and unfolded it. I saw a pretty picture taken of our baby sister. Her eyes were so beautiful. She was blessed with blue eyes like Sebastian. Hers were a deeper blue.

I did not read the letter. I carefully attached it with tape and re-wrote the address on the front of a new envelope. I stamped it and taped her picture back together. I folded it back to how she had it.

I no sooner then sealed it that my brother came racing in.

"Chelsea is refusing to come out from her bathroom. There is blood flowing out of the doorway. And she is now in a tub. Please come and try to get her out. We think she is trying to take her life." He said with fear in his voice.

I shot up from the desk and forgot about the envelope and sprinted up the stairs.

"CHELSEA! OPEN UP THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW GOD DAMNIT!" I barked as she blasted New Years Day louder.

I heard her say : "FUCK YOU!" That never came out of her mouth. She got mad at us at times. BUT! She never curses at us.

I pulled out my phone as Sebastian came flying upstairs. Mom was having a nervous breakdown as the blood soaked the carpet. Remington was comforting her as my brother hit the door with force. The door did not budge. "She has the deadbolt locks locked. The only way this door is coming down is with the Jaws of Life." He said as he leaned against the doorway and bent his legs up. He draped his head down and sighed.

"I am calling for help. She is becoming non responsive." I said as I dialed 911.

***Remington's POV***

I tried like hell to get her to open the door. I knew what she was doing.

And there was NO WAY in hell I was going to allow my one and only baby sister die this way. It was bad enough she was dying as it is. I did not want to have her take her own life.

I yelled at her and she yelled back. The door was not budging.

"Call Sebastian." I said as I went and sat down with mom. Emerson nodded and pulled his phone up. In seconds flat, he was up here.

"No need to explain. I figured it out from the blood soaked carpet. Call the squad. She is not going to live much longer if we don't." He said as Emerson pulled his phone up and Sebastian went and sat against the door.

Mom was shaking and a worried mess. She knew this was make it or break it here.

We saw them arrive and in seconds flat they had the door open.

I shot up from my mom and raced in to find her laying in blood. "FUCK! CHELSEA!" I yelled as I grabbed her tiny, petite body up and she woke up and screamed in pain. Emerson drained the bloody tub and filled it with clean water.

I layed her down carefully as she came back to life more. I washed the blood off her as a female paramedic gently talked to her and stitched her up. We helped her back out and got her dried and changed into clean clothes.

The carpet would need replaced. It had blood everywhere.

I laid her down carefully and I cleaned out her tub fast. I washed my hands and signed some paperwork and they left.

***Chelsea's POV***

I laid there and watched my mom and brothers stay with me. I had been given some Adivan from the paramedic and I could care less. I saw Emerson get up and excuse himself. He said he had to take care of something.

He left and I felt chilled from his absence of body heat. I pulled up my no sew blanket and curled into a ball and dozed off as he came back. He had a cup of tea.

He set it down and resumed his position of curled up next to me. I sat up and drank it and collapsed down in exhaustion and fell asleep with my family.

I woke up later in Remington's arms. I sighed and rubbed my sleepy eyes. I heard voices coming from downstairs.

I sat up slowly and stood up.

Instant pain shot through my spine and down I went. Remington caught me and I screamed out in pain.

"PLEASE LET ME GO REMINGTON!" I screamed as he held onto me. He rocked me back and forth and sang to me. I clawed to get away and he refused.

The pain let up and I heard a male voice speak up.

"Chelsea?"

My heart began to race as I avoided looking up at the source.

"Hey, are you okay honey?" He said as I looked at Remington with wide eyes. He nodded and helped me stand back up.

I felt someone bend down and touch me as I stood back up.

Big mistake.

"DON'T!" I screamed as pain shot down my back like a jack-knife.

The hand let go and I finally looked over towards the voice.

"What the fuck do you want Dahvie????" I said with venom dripping from my voice.