One Last Time

Chapter 9

Later on, everyone was drunk (including Nala) except for James and I. Our eyes met and he gestured for me to follow him. He led me into his room and told me to sit on his bed. He sat down next to me and when he did, butterflies erupted in my stomach. He placed his hand on my leg and looked at me. 

"Winter, I need to tell you something."

"Yeah?" I said, trying to keep calm.

"I've liked you for a while..." he started, "You're not like all the other girls. I know that you are depressed and hate life because of how people at our school treat you, but you don't have to be."

"Thanks, James," I said, smiling. 

"I just want you to know that I really like you and.... I don't care what other people think, least of all those stupid girls."

Then we were kissing. Our lips moved in sync. James gently bit my lip, asking for entrance to my mouth, which I gave. Then came the tongue.

The door burst open and Nala came in, sucking face with some random dude. James and I jumped up and exited as fast as we could. He grabbed my hand and steered me away from the loud noise of the party. 

"I should go, I have to be home by two," I told him. James nodded and gave me a hug.

"Stay strong," he whispered in my ear before kissing my cheek and walking back to the party. I smiled and watched him go before unlocking my car and getting inside. I began driving home and once I got there I quietly went inside to write in my diary.

That night I flushed all my blades down the toilet and made myself eat a sandwich. I felt like I was starting to get on the right track again, all because of a boy. That's not the ideal thing but at least I was getting better. Right?

I quickly scribbled a quote in my journal before taking off my makeup and going to sleep.

I thought I wanted to die but in reality, I wanted to be saved. 

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