Happy Little Pill

The darkness from the outside seeped into the house and made it difficult to see. BVB was over and we were all going to watch scary movies. I was in the kitchen, making six bags of popcorn, they all insisted on watching scary movies tonight. Well boys, prepare for me to scream in your ear! As the last bag finished popping, I grabbed all of them and walked into the living room and threw them at everyone.

"What are we watching first?" I asked as I sat down next to Andy and half curled into his side.

"We are having a Saw marathon," Ashley said and I rolled my eyes. The movie began and wasn't that bad. I ate my popcorn silently while Andy was rubbing circles on my shoulder. It has been a month since Andy and I became a 'thing'. It has been a peaceful month, no drama, Andy and I have been writing songs off the wall and have almost the entire album written, we just have to record it.

Right around the middle of the movie, when it was getting good, I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I sighed and grabbed it, climbed over everyone on the floor, and walked into the kitchen before answering.

"Hello," I said.

"Aunt Sadee?" I heard Charlie ask. He sounded like he was crying.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Something bad is happening and I am freaking out," he said.

"What's happening?" I asked.

"I don't know, I'm freaking out," he was breathing heavily.

"Are you at home?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm alone, and I," he paused and I began walking to the door.

"Stay where you are and stay on the phone. I'm coming over," I said.

"I don't know what's going on, my whole body is numb," he said. I was getting really worried as I left the house and basically sprinted across the lawns and the street. I pushed through the door and ran up the stairs to Charlie's room. As I pushed the door open I didn't see him.

"Where are you?" I asked.

"B-b-bathroom," he stuttered. I turned around and walked a little down the hall and opened the bathroom door, but it was locked. I hung up my phone and knocked on the door.

"Charlie, open the door, it's me, Aunt Sadee," I said and jiggled the handle.

"I can't move," I heard him cry out and I became really worried. I'm not going to be able to open the door myself. I quickly dialed Andy's number and waited.

"Where did you go?" Andy answered.

"Can you and the band please come over to my sisters house? Something is wrong with Charlie and he is locked in the bathroom," I said. From the other line I heard Andy moving and telling the others to get up and follow him.

"Are you upstairs?" He asked.

"Yeah, hurry up," I said and hung up.

"Charlie, honey, tell me what's wrong," I said softly through the door.

"I don't know, there's all these dark thoughts in my head," he said. Oh no, please tell me he is not trying to commit suicide. I heard rapid footsteps coming up the stairs and then saw Andy appear.

"Okay Charlie, please don't be close to the door. Andy and Ashley are going to open the door," I said and stepped back. The two of them pushed on the door with their feet and it barely moved. They did it again and it pushed open. I rushed in and stopped in my tracks. There was blood everywhere. Charlie was sitting in the bathtub, covered in blood.

"What happened? Charlie, oh my god," I knelt down next to him and wrapped my arms around him, trying to pull him out. Me being small and weak, I accomplished nothing. Once I looked up at Andy, he understood and came in to help me. We got Charlie out of the bathtub and I held him in my arms.

"Charlie, what kind of dark thoughts are there?" I asked.

"I keep hearing them calling me names," he was crying.

"Who's calling you names?" I asked.

"Everyone at school," he cried. I rubbed his arms and soothed him gently.

"Why are they calling you names?" I asked.

"They, they, they, found out I'm gay," he said. I looked up at Andy and he nodded before walking out of the room.

"How long have they been calling you names?" I asked.

"Since I got there," he said.

"Look Charlie, killing yourself is not the answer, I promise you. I was depressed when I was a kid as well, and I thought of killing myself all the time, but I didn't," I said.

"Why not?" He asked.

"Because, I knew my dad would have been disappointed in me, and I didn't want that," I said. He had stopped crying, but his arms were still bleeding. As carefully as I could, I reached over and grabbed a towel. When I sat back down, Charlie was curled into a ball. I crawled around to the front of him and grabbed his arm. He tried to resist me but I pulled his chin up and made him look at me.

"Charlie, I'm just going to take a look and clean it up, alright?" I asked and he looked at me for a while before nodding slowly. He gave me his arm and I gasped. There were new and old lines all along his forearm. I wiped the towel over his arm and he winced.

"I know, shhh," I soothed him and continued cleaning his arm. After I cleaned his arms and put bandages on them, I walked him to his room and sat him on his bed.

"You know I have to tell my sister, right?" I asked. He gave me this sad look but nodded nonetheless.

"Alright, get some sleep, I'll call her as soon as I clean up the bathroom. If you need me, now or later, call me, I will always make time to talk to you," I said. He nodded and I kissed his forehead. I walked out of the room and went to the bathroom to clean up the blood from the floor. As I scanned the room, there wasn't as much blood as I thought there was.

When I finished cleaning the bathroom, I checked on Charlie again, he was sound asleep in his room. I nodded to myself before going downstairs. Only Andy was situated on the couch.

"Where did the other four go?" I asked.

"I told them to go finish the movie. Is he okay?" Andy asked. I sat down next to him and sighed.

"He's fragile right now, and really depressed. But I have to call Lauren," I said. Andy nodded and kissed my forehead.

"I'll go back home, so you can do this in private," he said and stood. I smiled at him as he walked out of the house. Another sigh came from within me and I pulled out my phone and dialed Lauren's number. It rang a few times before she answered.

"Hello," she chuckled and I sighed.

"Hey Lauren, what are you doing right now?" I asked.

"I'm at a party, why?" She asked.

"Well, Charlie called me a little while ago, crying, and I came over," I paused. How am I going to say this?

"Okay?" She questioned.

"Lauren, I found Charlie in the bathtub, covered in blood," I said. She gasped and got quiet.

"What? What happened?" She asked frantically.

"He was going to kill himself Lauren,"

"Oh my gosh. Why?" She was basically crying now.

"He said it was because the kids at school found out he was gay," I said.

"Charlie is not gay," Lauren said.

"It doesn't matter if he is or isn't. He was going to kill himself because of what kids at school were calling him, this is a really big deal," I said.

"Are you at my house?" She asked.

"Yeah, he's sleeping upstairs. But Lauren, he needs help," I said. It sounded horrible to say he needs help, but it was all I could think of.

"Okay, I'm coming home now, thank you for helping him," she said.

"Yeah, but he's fragile right now, like really fragile," I said.

"I know, I'll talk to him in the morning," she said. For some reason, I don't believe her.

Notes

Well, originally I was going to do a car accident with Lauren, then I was like, no something with Charlie. At first it wasn't going to be this, but it happened. I hope you like it.