Crazy.

5.

My eyes widen when she coughs, followed by water coming out from her mouth, Her eyes flutter open as she takes a big intake of air, her eyes wide and red. 'Oh Ella' i breath out. my hand cupping the side of her cheek and she reaches up, grabbing my wrist tightly, her fingers cold around my skin.

I quickly grab the towel from the rack, placing it over her before she slowly sits up, clutching the white material to her chest as she looks at me. I fall back to sit down in front of her, frowning before i speak. 'Why'd you do that to yourself?' i ask.

Her eyes finally leave mine as she looks to the ground, shrugging her shoulders. 'I don't want to talk about it' she croaks out and i shake my head, reaching out to grab her wrist and she winces, trying to pull it away but i don't let her, instead i hold it up in the air.

'Look at this, Ella! Look!' i exclaim and she bites her bottom lip as i hold her own wrist in front of her face. 'Do you really think i'm going to let this go so easily? god if it wasn't for me you would have been dead within the hour!' i shout and she narrows her eyes on me, ripping her wrist away.

'Good!' she shouts back and my eyes widen. 'Don't you get it, Wesley?! i don't want to be here! i don't want this fucking life! it sucks and you aren't going to make it any better so just stop trying!' she adds before standing up, wrapping the towel around her body properly before she walks out.

I jump up and quickly follow her as she heads downstairs. 'why don't you want this life?' i question as she searches the cupboard, to my relief she pulls out a bandage. 'Because, i just dont' she sighs, attempting to wrap it with one hand.

I sigh before reaching out. Taking it from her hands and beginning to wrap it as she stares down at the floor, biting her bottom lip. I pin it so it stays , keeping her arm in my hand and using my other hand to gently lift her chin till her eyes meet my own.

'Ella, i can make your life better, believe me i can. I could make you the happiest girl in this world if you'll let me' i speak, she stays silent, her eyes searching my own. 'I'm just asking for a chance OK? whats it going to hurt.. really?' i ask.

Ella knew she was crazy, letting a boy into her life. But, deep down she knew she had to do something, otherwise she would be dead before she was 18. And if she had a chance to be happy she'd take it.

She didn't want to be sad, or scared, or have any feelings she had now. She wanted to live on the happy side of life, she longed to know what it felt like. So she was going to try, at least just a little bit. If he was her ticket to happiness, she was going to take it.

If he left her heartbroken, well, she couldn't really be down on herself anymore than she is now. Could she? No.

Wesley wasn't going to leave her. Not again. Because he wasn't going to risk something happening. He took a risk leaving her last night, and it ended badly. He wasn't making that mistake twice.

'So, Ella. What are we going to do?' i ask and she frowns, raising her eyebrows in confusion. 'Well. I'm not leaving you alone. not after what happened when i left you alone last night, i just found you in a bath tub of blood.' i state.

she sighs, 'you can't stay here Wesley. my parents' she speaks. I shrug my shoulders. 'Then i guess we're staying at my house tonight.' i speak and she shakes her head. 'I'll be fine ok? You can stay here till just before my parents get home and be here in the morning when they're gone?' she asks but i shake my head.

'No. My house or yours, Ella. You chose.' she huffs out, rolling her eyes as she leans back into the lounge. 'Yours.' she mumbles and i smile, standing up. 'Well, go pack your stuff, we're leaving.'