I Need You

8

TW's:
-mentions bullying
-mentions self harm
-mentions suicidal thoughts/anxiety

I stood up and walked even closer to Bad. I hung up after telling George I had to go and kneeled down in front of Bads bed. I rubbed my thumb over his hand and my other hand rubbed over his shoulder. His arms were completely covered in bandages, they gave him a lot of stitches. I saw him slowly opening his eyes and he looked at me. I knew I had to call a doctor, but I wanted to be alone with him for just a few minutes.

'Hey Bad.'

'Skeppy?'

'I'm here with you. Do you know how beautiful you are?'

He tried holding back a smile. 'Wasn't I mad?'

I looked at my feet. 'You were,' I whispered.

'Where am I?'

'Hospital.'

'Why?'

'You cut yourself and you passed out.'

He nodded. 'I remember again. Have you been here this whole time?'

I nodded.

'I'm sorry, Skeppy. I just don't want help, but I'm sorry for screaming.'

'You need help, Bad.'

'I don't.'

'If you won't listen to me, the doctor will say the same. You almost bled to death. What happened that you thought this was the only option?'

Bad sighed and looked at his hands. 'Fine, I will tell you.'

'You know my dad left right?'

I nodded. 'I know.'

'I got anxious when he left, I couldn't trust anyone. I got bullied in school.'

I grabbed his hand to make him relaxed and I could see it worked.

'I tried forgetting about that when I finished high school, but everything got worse. I got more anxious about everything, I trusted almost no one. I kind of trusted you and my mum, but I was told you just hated me. That I am just your second choice.'

'Sorry to interrupt, but no. You're always my first choice, I cancelled all my plans to be with you.'

He smiled and I saw a light pink blush appear on his face. 'And then I got bullied on internet too.'

He suddenly started crying. I lifted him up and started hugging him. I felt so warm inside, I had a weird feeling in my stomach as soon as I touched Bad.

'I love you, Bad.'

'I love you too. Do you actually love me?'

'Of course. How long have you been cutting and what happened? Why were you unconscious?'

'I was so mad and sad. I read the comments on that one video. I was so proud of the video, but everyone seemed to hate it. I know it's my fault and I know I have to change, but-.'

'No, Bad. There is no single thing you have to change about yourself, have you been trying to?'

'Yes.'

'What have you tried doing, Bad?'

'Losing weight, cutting off contact with everyone so I could contact them again if my personality changed.'

'Losing weight? Bad, what have you done to lose weight?'

'Skip meals.'

'We aren't going to do that anymore, okay?'

He nodded. 'Okay, but am I fat?'

'Absolutely not, not a single part of you is fat.'

'Thanks.'

'I wish you would see how beautiful you are.'

He smiled. 'Thanks.'

We talked for a little and a doctor walked in. Bad was allowed to go home with me. We called an uber, since we both hadn't driven here. 30 minutes later we came home.

'Bad, it's early, but you need sleep. You are exhausted. Can you go and sleep for a little?'

He nodded and listened to me. 'I will sleep for a little, but I'm scared.'

'Why, Bad?'

'I always have nightmares when I go to sleep.'

'I will be with you.'

We walked upstairs and Bad crawled in bed. I couldn't lie, he looked cute like this. He curled up as a ball and closed his eyes. I sat next him on his bed and played some games on my phone. I was relieved. He wasn't mad anymore and I could help him. All these week I didn't really know what was going on and all these years I had never met him. I finally met him, it might have been the worst way to ever meet each other, but at least we did. I was very glad for that. I was glad I was here, because otherwise he wasn't here anymore.

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I haven't really checked this chapter so sorry for mistakes!