The Boy Next Door

twenty four

TRIGGER WARNING FOR THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER (so sorry for not thinking of this sooner)

1 week later
CAROLYNS POV
Amelia broke up with Owen. She never told me. Evelyn told me, she said Owen was so crushed. This was so unpredictable from her, I never saw this coming. Amelia has never opened up to or loved anyone the way she loves Owen. I'm surprised. Somethings wrong with her. She hasn't gone to school in a week. She barely comes out of her room. I cannot even get her to talk. Callie and April came over the other day but Amelia refused to leave her room. Owen told me he keeps trying to call and text but she won't answer. Derek even forgave her about their fight and has tried to talk to her. Liz tried. I've tried everything. I'm worried sick about her, I can't sleep at night worried about what she's thinking. She was hurting right now. She was hurting before she dumped Owen and god only knows how badly she was hurting now.
OWENS POV
It's been a week since Amelia has dumped me. I haven't seen her since. She hasn't gone to school, responded to my texts, frankly I don't think she's left her house. Callie and April tried going over to talk to her but nothing worked. I'm crushed. I thought she was the one for me. Honestly, I think she still is. I'm so in love with her, she is so fragile. I knew that from day one. She's fragile, and she's hurt right now, and she pushed me out. I call everyday, I began by leaving her voicemails asking if she's okay and now I just call. I can't get a hold of her.
"Have you heard from her?" Callie asked as we were walking upstairs.
"No," I sighed.
"I'm sorry, I know you really loved her," Callie said.
"I still do, I will always love her," I said.
"I just hope she's okay," Callie said, "I'm worried about her."
"Yeah, yeah me too," I said.
AMELIAS POV
I left Owen. I regret it. I messed up. I thought I was saving him from my issues. I've barely left my room. I've barely eaten in 3 weeks. Ryan brought me those pills. I haven't taken them. They're under my bed, and every day they are so tempting. I don't want to do this anymore. I've spiraled down into my dark self again and I hate it. I absolutely hate it. I left Owen. I've cried so much over him that I feel numb, I can't feel it anymore. I'm so hurt. I did it to myself. Derek was right, I can't let myself be happy. Am I incapable of happiness? I didn't want to be here anymore. I lost the love of my life. I let him go. I was dumb. I deserved this. I looked under my bed and grabbed the small cylinder of pills. I don't know what they were. They were small and white, Ryan told me they'd take the edge off, or kill me. He said not to take more than 3 at a time. It would kill me if I did. I don't know why he told me that part, that was dumb. I put the pill bottle in my pocket and walked into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me and I looked at the pills. I looked myself in the mirror, I didn't even recognize who I was. I was nobody. I was so skinny, it was ugly, my ribs popped out and there was barely any skin on my arms. Which meant my veins popped out. I stared at the veins on my arms and looked at myself again. I looked over at the razor Liz left on the counter top. It would hurt right? Well it wouldn't if I was high on pills, I wouldn't feel a thing, then it would be over, wouldn't it? There was a knock on the door which made me jump.
"Yeah?" I said.
"Oh hey sorry," Liz said.
"It's okay," I said.
"What are you doing in there?" Liz asked.
"Showering," I said.
"Okay," Liz said. I heard her walk away and my eyes didn't leave the razor. Should I write a note? Nobody needed a note. I opened the pills and stared at them. Did I want to do this? I looked in the mirror and looked at myself, I did. I couldn't live on, couldn't without Owen, without talking to Derek, without my friendships. I ruined my life. I left the people who cared about me most. Funny how that works, ha. I was so scared they were going to leave me, and I'm the one that left. They don't need a note, it would only make myself feel better. I put 8 pills in my hand, which was more than half the bottle, figured it would work. I swallowed them with water and picked up the razor. The pills started kicking in, god they were strong. I took the razor and cut my wrist twice, and that's the only thing I remember before I fell to the ground.
CAROLYNS POV
Derek and Liz just got home from school. I was making Amelia a late lunch since she didn't eat anything this morning. I knew she wouldn't want it but I try to bring her meals every day, even if she won't eat them. I try. It's so hard. I try to comfort her and she shuts me out. I try to get her to eat and she shuts me out. I try to be a shoulder to cry on and she shuts me out.
"How was school?" I asked as Liz and Derek walked into the kitchen.
"Good," they shrugged.
"Amelias up," Liz said.
"You saw her?" I said.
"She was in the bathroom, I knocked on the door and she said she was showering," Liz said.
"Well that's a good sign. Right?" I said.
"Hey she got out of bed today," Derek said.
"Yeah," I said, "hopefully she's on a roll and will eat something too." We heard a crash from upstairs and we all looked at each other.
"Amelia!" Derek yelled as we ran upstairs. The bathroom door was still closed.
"Amelia!" I yelled. The door was locked.
"Amelia are you okay?" Derek said as he banged on the door.
"Why isn't she answering?" Liz said.
"Mom we have to take the door off," Derek said.
"Can't you break the lock with a credit card?" Liz said.
"Amelia!" Derek banged on the door. I grabbed one of my cards and gave it to Liz.
"I got it!" She said and opened the door. We opened the door and Amelia was on the ground surrounded by blood.