Jamie's POV
We all looked at her in shock. Was she planning another suicide attempt? "What?" Amy said
"It's a revised version of my old suicide notes"
"Why are you writing that??" Amy said but she didn't answer.
"Hey Jamie make sure you shut the door on your way out"
I looked and Amy and Avery were just as confused as me. Me and Avery walked out while Amy stayed in there to watch her.
"What do we do?" I asked
"I don't know, I've never seen her like this"
"Should we call her therapist?"
"I don't know, what time is it?"
"It's 9 o'clock"
"It's kind of late to call her therapist, we should call in the morning and just keep a close eye on her until then"
"Okay"
Just then we heard Amy calling for us in their room. When we went in there. Scarlett had finished writing and was now looking outside at the full moon.
"I don't know why I called you guys she just stopped writing"
"No it's ok" Avery said
"Scarlett?"
"Why did you guys have mom's funeral without me?"
Avery's POV
"I- I don't know. We thought you wouldn't wanna see her, we thought it'd make you feel worse since you were already in the hospital"
"That wasn't your decision to make"
"I know I'm sorry"
She took off her jacket and stared at her arms which were still covered in bandages. I wish I could tell you what she was thinking but I have no idea.
"Would you guys be mad if I died?"
Please don't tell me she's thinking about trying to kill herself again. "We'd be very sad" Amy said.
"Ok. Then I won't"
That's relieving, we stood there for a minute in silence. "I'm still mad at you two, but could you not hover over me for like a day?"
"We don't hover over you" I said
"Actually you guys kinda do babe"
I thought for a minute and I guess he's right. "Fine, but if I get even a suspension your up to something, I'll be stalking you like a hawk"
"Dramatic much?"
I sighed and me and Jamie headed to our room while Amy stayed with Scarlett.
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Scarlett's POV
Today is Saturday. The rest of the week went a little better than the first day. On the second day I saw Matt and Stacy so I wasn't alone. And by Friday I was starting to get used to the whispers and comments.
"Wake up you too, we're going shopping today"
"Okay" Amy said. She's already been awake for like an hour reading.
"But I don't wanna" I said
"To bad, I'm not asking I'm telling you your going so get up" she came over and pulled me up so I was sitting up facing her.
"Why can't I stay home?"
"You know why"
"Can't you just call Luna?"
"She's busy, now get up sleepy head. Breakfast is ready so both of you get dressed and come eat"
She left and I sighed. I'm exhausted and I don't feel like going anywhere, it's Saturday for crying out loud.
"Come on Scar, get dressed so we can go" Amy said.
"Ughhhhh"
I got up and looked through my drawers. "You've gotta be kidding me"
YOU ARE READING
A Dead Girl
Fiction généraleScarlett is a 13 year old girl that struggles with depression, anxiety, and an eating disorder. She has an abusive mom and a dying dad. She is loosing hope. Will she push through and find light or fall deeper into the darkness?
