Roses Are Red

CHAPTER 2Suicide Is Never The Answer

"Calm down! Calm down!" My loving boyfriend named Mark told me, trying to tell me not to freak out. It was already too late, I was already freaking out. My emotions were pouring out of me. I couldn't control myself anymore. I kicked the side of the bed as hard as I could, letting a yelp of sheer pain slip out of my mouth. I was a mess, my life was a mess, my whole world was a mess. I didn't understand why though, but I didn't want to understand why. If I did understand why, I would try to fix everything and that would only make things worse.

"How can I calm down, everything is wrong. Nothing's right. I'm over it!" I screamed, sending a shiver of sheer terror down Mark's spine. I ran upstairs into the bathroom.

"Well you know what? I'm over you. I can't take this anymore, I can't deal with a brat like you that thinks she has it worse than every single person in this entire world. All I ever wanted was a girlfriend that loved me. All you do is scream and yell at me and make me feel like I'm just a piece of trash." my boyfriend yelled up to me, only making things worse.

I had an idea in my head; one I would make the mistake of doing. I started rummaging through every cabinet and drawer in the sink until I found what I was looking for. I was about to make a decision I would regret. A big decision. A terrible decision. One that would leave people hurt forever. Sitting in front of me was my dad's 3 bottles of pills. I grabbed the bottles of pills, opening all the bottles as I let a glass cup fill up with water. I heard a knock on the door. I dumped the pills in my mouth and took a sip of the ice cold tap water.

***************************30 MINUTES LATER****************************

Sweat was running down my forehead. All I felt was pain, pure pain, terrible pain. I let out a soft yelp of agony. The door swung open and all I heard was a scream and the silhouette of a person drops to the floor. "Annelyse!!!." My vision was blurry now. All I could see was that silhouette wrap its arms around me and run down a staircase and down a hallway that seemed never-ending.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me, I love you!" the silhouette sobbed over me. A burst of bright lights hit my eyes, but I couldn't see how beautiful it was. I was now slipping in and out of consciousness. Each time I would slip away out of this world. I would enter a whole new world; this one dull and colorless. I was just now starting to realize, I was happy, this was my first time being happy in a long time. I would finally get what I wanted, to be in a place much happier than the place I was living in now. But that's only what I thought. I didn't know that what I wanted was not reality. It's what I thought I wanted, what I thought I needed. I didn't know that yet, maybe I would find that out soon. Then I lost consciousness again, and my whole world changed.

I woke up about an hour later, having no clue of where I was. A nurse came in and saw me awake.

"Are you doing okay? You're in the ICU," explained the nurse, but even after that I still had no clue where I was. My brain wasn't even my brain anymore, it was just a big oddly shaped ball that was taking up all the space inside my head. I couldn't remember anything; what day it was, where I was, or even who I was.

"Do you remember your name miss?" the nurse worriedly said. What was my name? That's an easy question.

"My name is-" I couldn't remember my name. No matter how hard I tried. It was like I was brainwashed, like I was never here. I couldn't remember anything about me or my life. It's like I was literally born yesterday. I didn't understand, why was I here? Why can't I remember anything about me? Why has my memory been wiped clean? Only a few of my memories wandered around in my brain. Only the most important ones, but those seemed not important enough.

"Julia!, you're okay!" A familiar voice could be heard in the doorway of the room, sounded so close to me, but so far in my memory. I stared at where the voice came from in confusion. A woman; blue eyes, blond hair, semi-tall. She was gorgeous. So pretty. If this was a Hollywood movie, her hair and summer dress would be blowing in the wind Marilyn Monroe style, sadly, it wasn't a Hollywood movie. Reality does not equal fantasy. Actually, gorgeous isn't the word at all! Beautiful, amazing, fantastically amaze-balls. Wow, i wish i looked like her, it would be a dream come true, but sadly most dreams dont come true. Maybe if where i live there were shooting stars; i would have a chance, but nope!