A Saviour

I had forgotten some of yesterday, once the band and Juliet left, I was sure my world would reversed back to the way it was, but my mom found help, not only for her but as well as for me. Now don't get me wrong it's great for her but not so much me, I have to deal with questions as to why I'd cut myself, and thoughts about suicide, but after I saw Andy and Juliet the thought never had crossed my mind any longer. The blade had never touched my wrist. I wasn't aloud to go to school, until I was somewhat recovered, the day had finally come, when I got back I had an army knife in holster on me, not for self defense, for me. I couldn't tell anyone, not Andy, or Juliet, not even the rest, no one. I hated betraying them, "Oh look little miss suicide came back! Hey where'd you go? I was hoping you fell off the face of the earth, but it seems as though you're back." Chloe chimed. "Therapy." I said quietly in a depressed manner. "For what?" "Why do you care." I sounded even MORE depressed, "Ya know would it kill for you to not act all self pity." I knew I was going to break, I want the girls restroom closed the stall door behind me, had pulled out a pad and pen, The son of a bitch is bothering me, I have no reason as of now to cut, but the urge is unbearable. She needs to shut the fuck up. I went to exit then found Chloe standing in front of me, "What the hell do you want?" "Nothing." "Well obviously you do." "To be friends with you." What the hell was she insane I wasn't going to be friends with her, plus this isn't her, its probably the principal. "No." "Why?" "I'm not gonna be friends with you even if it coated me my life," I pulled up my jacket sleeve to reveal all my scars, "look Chloe is this what you wanted, because these are all you, you bullying me!" "I knew she cut herself I was right!" She pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of if. "God dammit Chloe!" "See you are a cautious girl, but not cautious enoguh." "Leave me alone!" My tears were gonna show, then a voice came from behind, "She Chloe?" I stepped back, and stepped on something and turned to find Andy behind me, "Yes." Juliet and the guys soon arrived, "Hmm." Jinxx said, "Looks like someone is gonna get herself in trouble for hurting Vanessa." "What?" Chloe said acting confused in innocence. "You know what!" Juliet said in anger, "I noticed Vanessa lifted up her sleeve revealing her scars to you, what'd you think of them?" "Painful, you really do that to yourself?" "Yeah." I said. "Do you know how hard it is for a depressed person?" Ashley aksed. "No. Why are you asking all these questions?" "Because, you can't keep hurting her!" CC said, "The scars on her wrists are you're words! She hears them and it hurts, just like it hurts to dig that knife into herself." "That just proves she's weak, and can't hold up her own ground." 5 minutes til' the bell rang, "How long," I started, "how long is this fight gonna go on! Look I have to get to class, I have makeup to do for sure. Bye." I said depressingly. Why didn't I stay, to see the band win. Why am I not thinking for myself? Depressants. "Welcome back!" Mrs. Youssi said, "Where'd you run off to?" "Hell." Someone whispered in the class. "No where." I replied. "Okay. Well I need you to read pages 45-55." Only 10 pages, cool. "Yes ma'am." I got to work everyone only had to read 50-55. Lucky. But, at least it was reading instead of actual work, but their was one test I had to take, luckily I passed. The bell rang, next was science, 4 papers and I still got done before everyone else. I was drawing in my journal like I normally would, then had a note passed to me, It's okay. We are you're saviours. Where could this have come from? The band is not in here. Or... Then I saw Juliet smile through the glass of the door, I looked at her and sort of smiled, it was tiny. She walked away. Where is she going anyway? Maybe if I'm lucky I could see her again. "Ooh, you got a note." Aubrie said, she came late. "From who?" "No one." "C'mon someone. Who? Tell me." I couldn't tell her, I had a note in hand for myself reminding me I had to go to the store, I handed her the fake, "Oh. I thought it was different than a reminder." "Yeah I guess, where's Hana?" "She's sick, hey where were you? Hana and I were becoming a bit lonely." "Therapy." I said. "What!?! Why?" "For my mom, I was there to see her improve, plus I wasn't feeling so well, so I stayed home." "Oh. You probably gave whatever you had to Hana." "Maybe." I can't believe I was lying to a person I trusted.

Notes

Have you been in a situation somewhat like this?