Things were good yesterday,then reality took everything away. How did my world get so messed up?
My eyes open and I see David,my old therapist sitting beside my bed.
"Emma," he says giving me a smile "Long time no see,"
I just nod. And he keeps on talking.
"Your parents recommend you to come for daily sessions. After what happened. And all your friends are outside waiting for you. But Emma what happened?"
"I tried.." I look down and pull up my shirt. Stitches replace my stabbed spot but it is still a little bloody and purple,it makes me want to throw up. "I was just.. I don't know. Where are my parents?"
"In the waiting room. Can I bring them in?"
"No. Can you get Dylan for me?"
"Of course,"He comes back later with Dylan. He has tears in his eyes and looks relieved.
"Oh my God," he gasps "You're okay,"
"I guess so," I say.
"Will and Brenda feel awful,"
"What,why?"
"They think it's their fault,"
"No! No it wasn't!"
"That's what I tried saying but he wouldn't listen,"
"Do you know how long they want to keep me here?"
"I think you have to go for a scan the you can go. You've been unconscious for five days,"
"What?"
"You can come home today,"
"I.. I.. Don't know if I'm ready,"
"It's okay." He takes my hand and squeezes it tight "You'll be fine,"They check me up and give me medicine. I need to take them three times a day-The morning,the afternoon and the evening. Twice a week,Tuesdays and Sundays I have to see David for hour sessions.
I sit in my bed,wearing my warm pyjamas. Eating tomato soup. Brenda then enters the room.
"Can I come in?" She asks. Her voice cold and shaky,
"Of course," I say "Look Brenda,it wasn't your fault,"
"It kind of was,"
"No it wasn't. Not Will's either!"
"But are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah. Better than I was,"
"Does it hurt?" she gestures to my cut.
"Not anymore, it's stitched up. But it stung like crazy when I did it,"
"Yeah I know,you were bleeding out like crazy when we loaded you onto the ambulance,Dylan couldn't breathe. It shows how much he loves you. And Will was too,"
"I want to see him. Or if I can't I want you to tell him it wasn't his fault,"
"I'm still sorry," a voice says from the corridor. When Will walks into the room. He just smiles "Emma I'm so sorry,"
"It's okay, don't worry about it,"Days later I sit there. In David's office. I hadn't been there in a while,it was like returning to the scene of a crime.
"What are you thinking?" David asks "Right now,"
"About stuff..." I shrug.
"And how were you feeling when you stabbed that knife into your stomach?"
"That I never thought I'd be alive to this buggin' point,"
"And when did you think that?"
"I don't know, a couple months ago,"
"And do you think a nine year old version of you would feel that way,"
"No,"
"Well then, I want you to imagine a nine year old version of you. Standing in the corner,and I want you to tell that girl exactly what you just said."
"No. Why should I?"
"Say it. You're saying it to yourself right now so why not her?"
"Because.. It's mean,"
"It's mean now, why are you saying it to yourself now?"
"Because I don't care,"
"Well tell it to that little girl!"
"No!"
"Why not? Because that's what you do everyday to yourself,"
"FINE! I'LL STOP!"
"Everything starts now,I say without that boy who left. Your best friend,it's time for new opportunities,all right?"
"Okay."I walk along side Alex as we browse through the video game shops. We buy a few and a Mc Donald's meal. After that we then go down to the park,we sit on the fresh grass underneath a Willow tree,Alex sits beside me out of his chair as we tuck into our meals.
"You should've seen Dylan when you stabbed that knife into your body," he says.
"I know. Brenda told me,"
"Not even the half of it,"
"What do you mean?"
"Well once you did it you collapsed and just lay there. We checked your heart and it wasn't beating. Brenda ran to the phone whilst Will and me stayed with you and Dylan. He just wept and wept,screaming out loud. And we came with you in the ambulance. We sat there,unaware of how to move and Dylan he just squeezed your hand and kissed it once. And I heard him mutter 'So beautiful' And 'I promised I'd protect you Emma. I promised,I promised' Did Brenda tell you that?"
"No,"
"Dylan told us not to. He didn't want to upset you,but I knew it was right,"
"You're correct there,"
"Mind if I tell you something else,"
"Sure,"
"Will has a crush on Brenda,"-
The counselling meeting method was inspired by MMFD
Will and Brenda=Willda 💕💋
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Who to choose {Dylan O'Brien and Thomas Sangster}
FanfictionI've got friends,good grades,everything I could need apart from this-Two boys, Dylan was my crush for years and Thomas was my best friend. But who do I choose? And who can fix me when my whole world falls apart? Update on Thursday