Chapter 13

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Jessica was out somewhere with boys, I was invited but I told them that I didn't feel well. Truth was I was being eaten alive by my depression, the dreams happened everynight, flashbacks from my days in high school. The bullying and so on. The names I got called replayed in my head over and over and I couldn't take it.

I turned of my phone and sat on my bed. Pulling my cardigan tighter around my body as thoughts swam around my head. Thoughts of Jessica. How she had been there for me through everything. She stood by me for god knows how long. But no matter how long I thought about her, the memories from my past where still there.

I walked over to my desk and grabbed the teddy my parents had gave me and walked back over to my bed. I undid the bow that was tied around the bears neck and out fell my razor blade. I stared at it long and hard.

------Jessica's P.O.V---------

"I remember that so much!" Cameron said whilst in the middle of trying to calm down from laughing. We was sat in a cafe having some dinner and the boys were telling me stories of their tours they had and I must admit, they were hilarious. It's a shame Annabelle wasn't here, she would've loved to hear them.

"James fucked up so bad that day, we had to stop the song and moan at him infront of our crowd!" Sam added

"Hey James, what instument do you play?" Ben asked whilst shushing everyone. James glared at him and then sighed.

"The 'Drooms;" He answered whilst causing all of us to burst out laughing, even James ending up laughing.

"Damn Annabelle should be here, she is missing out all of the fun!" Danny exclaimed, the rest of us agreed and went back to talking, whilst waiting for our food to come.

--------Annabelle's P.O.V----------

Tears streamed down my face as another cut was added, this made my stress go, but for some reason I couldn't stop. It was cut after cut. I lifted the blade and I saw red. I looked down at my right wrist and saw blood oozing from the open wounds I had created. The stress was still there, the thoughts getting stronger, I placed my blade into my right hand and did the same thing I had done with my right wrist to my left wrist.

I finally set my blade down onto the floor below, I gazed at my wrist..what had I done, I never did it this much. But the feeling of depression and loneliness took over once again. I felt like I didn't want to be in this world anymore. And then I remembered! I got up off of the bed and slowly made my way to the other side, blood still dripping from both of my wrist. I knelt down and pulled out a box from under here. No one knew what I had in this box, not even Jessica. As I reached for the lid, all I could picture in my mind was Jessica's face. 'No, I can't, she's my best friend...not yet' I thought to myself and placed the box back under the bed.

I got up and went to the bathroom, I needed to stop the wounds from bleeding. When I got to the bathroom. I just stood there. My eyes suddenly became heavy, I tried to keep them open. But suddenly darkness took over.

-----Jessica's P.O.V-------

Our food had finally arrived, damn it looked so nice. I decided to call Annabelle and check up on her. She told us she didn't feel well and I felt really bad for leaving her. As the boys started eating I pulled out my phone, went to Annabelle on my conatcts list.

"Who you calling?" Danny asked whilst eating a sausgae.

"Annabelle!" I simply said, I stared at Ben who had a smile on his face. Wow just hearing her name made him smile.

"That's weird!" I said

"Whats up?" Cameron asked

"Annabelle isn't answering"

"She's probably asleep"

"But she's a light sleeper she always answers!" I started to panic

"Calm down and try again!" I did. I kept trying to reach her but she wouldn't answer. After about 10 calls, it hit me. The last time this happened she was destroying herself. I looked at each and everyone of the boys, who were laughing and talking. I couldn't take it. I needed to get to Annabelle!. I stood up and the boys looked at me!

"We NEED to go back...NOW!" Tears threathend to fall from my eyes. The boys all had concerned looks on their face. We ran out of the cafe and all piled into Danny's car.

Heres chapter 13, hope you like it :)<3

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