Eli and I were sitting on the couch together and I heard my phones notification go off a couple times. I didn't bother answering it. A few minutes later I heard some more. "I'll be right back" I said getting up to grab my phone. I opened it, and it was Twitter notifications and a bunch of more hate. I closed my eyes holding back some tears, even though a few slipped. Die. Whore. Slut. Eli doesn't love you. He cheats on you. Just die, no one would care. I feel bad for your family. I choked on a sob. I started crying. I ran upstairs, and closed the bathroom door, locking it, I leaned against it falling to the floor. "Why am I here"? I said crying to myself. I grabbed my razor, and broke it to get the blade. I held it in my hand, just staring at it. There was a knock at the door, and I quickly sliced the blade against my wrist. More, more. More and more.
I had so many. Old scars, and now new. "Maddie"? Eli asked. "Maddie are you in here"? He asked again. I choked on another sob, "Maddie open the door"! He yelled.
ELIJAH
I picked up my phone and called her parents telling them to get over here quickly. They need to get Alaina out of here. Luckily they only live 5 minutes away. "Elijah"! I heard Harry yell from downstairs, he came running up while Alyssa got Alaina. "I can't get the door opened". I said crying. "Madeline! Open the door"! Harry yelled. "Stop! Leave me alone"! She yelled. "Maddie please open the door"! I cried out to her. Alyssa took Alaina to my moms and hurried back here to try and help. Harry finally got the door open, and I rushed in. I stopped when I saw her, Passed out on the floor. "No, no, no Maddie?!?! Wake up, Maddie please"! I screamed. Harry came in and picked her up, and we brought her to my car getting in and taking her to the hospital. I sat in the back with her, trying to get her to wake up but it wasn't working. We made it to the hospital in about 4 minutes. It seemed like forever, but we went rushing in and they got her on a bed and into emergency surgery. As we waited, all I got were flashbacks of her and I together. I remember one time when we were dating in high school, she didn't understand her math assignment so I helped her. She always hated math, and trigonometry was horrible for her.
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I remember that was her first assignment. (This is actually my math assignment ðŸ˜ðŸ˜¬ I hate trigonometry) Luckily for her I was good at math, and I helped her do all of the assignments she had, and she was really good at science, I was okay at it but..
Every now and then I would flip back to reality and just worry about how she might not make it. But she needs too- "Mr. & Mrs. Styles, and Mr. Gibson... I am here to inform you Madeline is doing well, and the baby is okay". He said, I heard her mom and dad gasp. We didn't tell them yet.. I forgot. The doctor went back to doing his job & I explained everything to her parents. They understood. I told them I just found out today about the baby. We were allowed to go inside her room, "Eli, go on in. We'll give you some time alone with her". They said to me. I nodded and hugged them. I walked in and saw her sleeping peacefully, IV's plugged in her arms. I sat down next to her in a chair, and grabbed a hold of her hand. I felt a tear slip down my cheek and I wiped it away. Madeline opened her eyes, she looked at me. The first thing she said was "I'm sorry". I shook my head, "no don't be sorry, I saw the hate messages. Please don't believe them". She nodded her head, I leaned over and gave her a kiss on her forehead, then her cheek, then her lips. "I love you". I said walking out of her room. Her parents went in next and I leaned my head against the wall asking myself why over and over. Why did she do this to herself, why did she not want to be here anymore.
*** MADELINE Today I was let out of the hospital. My wrists bandaged. My hand wrapped firmly in Eli's. Only a few days ago I attempted to kill myself, but Eli came in and found me. I was on the edge of dying. I nearly bled to death - hell Thats what I wanted to happen, but Eli didn't want to let me go that easily. I could only guess what happened next. But when I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. I felt so weak.
I went through the last few checkups and right afterwards I found myself in Eli's car. He sat in the driver and I in the passenger seat. The ride was so quiet it was diving me mad. I didn't know how he felt - was he sad, angry, or disappointed? Maybe all of those. I didn't know. But I could tell he wasn't acting like his normal self. His eyes were tired, his face had a depressing look upon it. It broke me, because I knew I was the cause of his state. I felt like the worst person in the world for making him this way. But I couldn't take back what just happened.
"I'm sorry" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the car engine. My bottom lip trembling. I didn't know what to say or do, I was confused.