Soulless eyes.

Chapter 8

I'm married to the music,
For better or for worse.
You say that I am privileged but,
My gift is my curse

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4 years and a half ago...

I enclosed myself between the four walls that kept me away from the real world, leaving me alone to sink in music and silent tears. I had a blank stare on my face and my mind was empty though my eyes were watering and my body was shaking. I heard a door shut close and then a car driving away from the house. Perfect.

I was now home alone. No one here to stop me from my future actions. I hurried to Alicia and Michael's bathroom and opened the cabinet finding the lovely bottle of sleeping pills I wanted to swallow for so long. I grabbed it with one hand and with the other I closed the cabinet and went back in my room, locking it once I was inside, preventing any intervention to happen. I took the bottle's cap off and put some in my hand, fulling it of white medium sized pills I wanted so much. I grab one old bottle of beer from under my bed, one of the one's I stole from my adoptive d-dad and drank the pills in hand in an inhuman speed, quickly shoving the others down my throat too and drinking them until none were left.

Every day from school I'd come bruised and hurt, I'd avoid my parents and siblings so they wouldn't beat me more than I already was and lock myself in my room, alone, the only sounds being my shaky breaths from crying.

Devily was normal, making me relax against her torturous poison hands, encouraging me to cut deeper and take more pills, letting me fall asleep looking in her demon eyes I loved so bad now.

The smirk on her face never disappeared once since she tortured Matt and his friends who have still been bullying me, of course, but some days less, because they felt her presence...

Mt head was pounding and I felt light headed, about to fall at any second. My body was limb and I couldn't control it. I heard someone downstairs shout my name through the empty house, slowly making their way up and knocking on my door a few time. The last thing I remembered before my body shut down was my door somehow opening revealing a scared Scott coming closer to my soon to be lifeless body...

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Scott's P.O.V.

I came to Angel's house to bring her a book she forgot in the music class we have together. I knocked on the door but no answer... I knocked more times and then tried opening it, surprised when I found it unlocked and the house empty. Maybe she was asleep? I shouted her name a few times, hearing slow movements upstairs so I headed there, trying the first door, hoping it was the right one and, from the sounds inside, I think it was, the music quietly playing in her dorm. I went to open the door but it was cold and locked, keeping me outside. I called her name a few times, hoping she'd answer me or hear me, and then went to open the door when I heard a strange click sound from the lock.

When I walked inside, at first, I was confused. Angel was on her bed with eyes somewhat open, an empty bottle of sleeping pills by her side, some pills on the floor and a beer on the other side. Then it clicked what it's happening. No.

I was scared, really scared, I moved closer to her and called her name a few times hoping she'd wake up and all of this would be just a stupid prank, but she didn't so I quickly called a hospital and waited with her in my arm and crying for the too slow ambulance to come save the life of the kind girl that helped so many but couldn't help herself...

When they arrived they told me I couldn't come with her on the ambulance because I wasn't family so I ran to my house which was actually just a few streets away and told my parents to take me to the hospital, not giving any unnecessary detail they didn't need to know, only telling them it's about a friend.

When we parked there I got out and quickly ran inside, making my way to the a lady that could tell me anything about her situation, but she didn't because I wasn't family.

They tried calling her parents but they wouldn't answer and neither would her brothers. I was the only one there for her, desperate to find out what her state was and when they finally told me because I was a crying mess and wouldn't leave the hospital's waiting room I was a bit relieved. She took a lot of pills that thankfully didn't get in her system enough to kill her already so the doctors where able to take out the majority of them but not all and she's now still sleeping. I asked if I could see her and they hesitantly told me I could and the room number so I sprinted down the halls until I found the right room and slowly stopped. This is it.

When I opened the cold metal door I found a sleeping angel, looking so peaceful and calm, but most of her body bandaged and bruised, making me frown at the beautiful yet horrible view. I came closer, touching her bruised cheek lightly and finding myself wishing I could kill anybody who did that, but I couldn't, I can't. But I could for sure try.

I sat in a chair to her bed and let my head rest against the white wall while falling asleep to the sound of her heart monitor, feeling someone else's presence in the cold room.