Saviour
In the End
JINXX’S POV
“What was that about?” I ask Val as I pull off the road and stop the car.
“I – I don’t know. Annabelle dropped the phone after I heard what I think to be her door opening. It was just a, uh, loud bang and before I hung up I heard someone yelling. I think my granddad may have gone back there and I think he might hurt her. Jinxx, I’m scared. What if she’s gone? What if he brought his gun with him? I don’t have anywhere else to go, she’s my only family.” She says, starting to cry.
I hug her. We sit there for a few minutes. Who would’ve authorized her granddad having a gun? I hope nothing happened to Annabelle because, Valerey’s right, she doesn’t have anywhere to go.
VALEREY’S POV
I start to cry and Jinxx hugs me. I sit there in his arms until my phone goes off.
“Your friend, Annabelle, is in the hospital. Your grandfather is also in custody of the police for assault.” I hear a voice say over the phone.
“A – Alright. Thanks” I say before hanging up the phone.
I turn to Jinxx “She’s in the hospital…”
“Okay, well that’s where we’re going, then.” He replies.
We drive in silence for about 15 minutes to the hospital. When we get there I go to the lobby desk and ask the secretary for Annabelle Hughes.
“Sorry, but visiting times are over, unless you’re family.” She says looking at us.
“I’m her sister and he’s an adopted brother.” I tell her, since Jinxx doesn’t look anything like me and Annabelle.
“Alright, I’ll have a nurse come to show you to her room.”
We turn and sit down, waiting for a nurse to come get us. Jinxx raps his arms around me and whispers “Everything’s going to be fine” as I start crying. Why is this happening? Why now?
The nurse comes out and calls for us. We walk back to her room quietly just as the doctor exists.
“What happened?” Jinxx asks
“She was shot in the side and has lost a lot of blood. She’s in a coma and is not expected to recover.” The doctor responds and walks off.
My heart sinks. Oh god what have I done. I should have just gone with him; at least it would be me dead and not her.
We walk into the hospital room to see her lying there hooked up to a heart monitor and I.V and all kinds of other things.
“Annabelle, please don’t leave me. You’re all I have left.” I say, even though she can’t hear me.
I sit there holding her hand for hours before Jinxx tells me we should go.
“Where am I supposed to go? I don’t have any family.” I tell him.
“Well you could stay with me.” He says. “How old are you again?”
“17” I answer.
“You can stay with me until you’re 18, then.”
Holy shit! I’m gonna stay with a band member, most importantly a band member from the band that saved my life, for almost a year? This has to be a dream. Please, be a dream…
“Well…?” He says
“Yea, that’s fine.” I say.
We get back to the hotel room he’s staying in.
“Why exactly are you in Cincinnati anyway?” I ask.
“Well, we’re off tour and Annabelle asked if one of us could stay nearby just incase something happened with your granddad.”
“I have to go back to California soon, though, so do you want to come with, or..?” he asks
“Well I don’t really have a choice if Annabelle doesn’t make it.” I answer.
I go into the bathroom and pull the razor blade out of my pocket. I slide it across my thighs quite a few times feeling the familiar, but soothing, sting of it cutting my skin open. It feels so good right now. If only I had my grandmother’s sleeping pills with me. I can’t do this anymore.
I clean up the cuts and head out into the room.
“Do we need to swing by Belle’s house to get you some clothes?” I hear Jinxx ask.
“No, I’m fine, I can sleep in this.”
“Alright, but if you need to, you can borrow a shirt tomorrow, kay?” He says.
“Yea, thanks” I reply before getting into the empty bed.
My leg is really sore from the blade, but it’s a good kind of sore. The kind that I need right now. It’s been two hours and I haven’t fallen asleep yet. I keep going back into the bathroom to cut, getting closer and closer to my knee each time. I’ve never cut this much before.
I walk out of the bathroom to see Jinxx sitting up in bed.
“Why do you keep going in there?” He asks with curiosity and worry.
“Oh, nothing.” I say going back to bed.
“I don’t think it’s nothing”
“Really, Jinxx, it’s nothing, don’t worry about it”
“I will worry. You’re going in there every 15 to 20 minutes and you know what that’s a warning sign for?”
“No, what?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
“Self harm. Please, Valerey, talk to me or anybody if you need someone. I’ll always be willing to listen. Now show me.”
“Do you have any loose pants or, like, basketball shorts I could put on?”
“Yea” he says walking over to the dresser in the room. He hands me some boxers.
I go into the bathroom to change. Should I really show him? He’s gonna think I’m ignorant or stupid or self centered… I can’t do this… But I have to.
I walk out of the bathroom and sit on his bed with my legs crossed. I pull of the shorts and he looks at me for what seems like hours, but was only a minute or two.
“Valerey…” He says
“Yea, I know, I’m an ‘emo freak’…” I say putting air quotes around emo freak.
“No, not at all” he says as he leans over to hug me. “Promise you’ll stop?”
“Why should I?” I ask.
“Because, you’re hurting a beautiful person” he says still hugging me.
Why does he sound like he’s a bout to cry? Why does he even care about it?
Just then my phone rings. Jinxx gets up to answer it. He doesn’t say anything for the entire phone call, which was like 5 minutes. He hangs up and looks at me.
“Sh – she’s gone…” he says.
“What was that about?” I ask Val as I pull off the road and stop the car.
“I – I don’t know. Annabelle dropped the phone after I heard what I think to be her door opening. It was just a, uh, loud bang and before I hung up I heard someone yelling. I think my granddad may have gone back there and I think he might hurt her. Jinxx, I’m scared. What if she’s gone? What if he brought his gun with him? I don’t have anywhere else to go, she’s my only family.” She says, starting to cry.
I hug her. We sit there for a few minutes. Who would’ve authorized her granddad having a gun? I hope nothing happened to Annabelle because, Valerey’s right, she doesn’t have anywhere to go.
VALEREY’S POV
I start to cry and Jinxx hugs me. I sit there in his arms until my phone goes off.
“Your friend, Annabelle, is in the hospital. Your grandfather is also in custody of the police for assault.” I hear a voice say over the phone.
“A – Alright. Thanks” I say before hanging up the phone.
I turn to Jinxx “She’s in the hospital…”
“Okay, well that’s where we’re going, then.” He replies.
We drive in silence for about 15 minutes to the hospital. When we get there I go to the lobby desk and ask the secretary for Annabelle Hughes.
“Sorry, but visiting times are over, unless you’re family.” She says looking at us.
“I’m her sister and he’s an adopted brother.” I tell her, since Jinxx doesn’t look anything like me and Annabelle.
“Alright, I’ll have a nurse come to show you to her room.”
We turn and sit down, waiting for a nurse to come get us. Jinxx raps his arms around me and whispers “Everything’s going to be fine” as I start crying. Why is this happening? Why now?
The nurse comes out and calls for us. We walk back to her room quietly just as the doctor exists.
“What happened?” Jinxx asks
“She was shot in the side and has lost a lot of blood. She’s in a coma and is not expected to recover.” The doctor responds and walks off.
My heart sinks. Oh god what have I done. I should have just gone with him; at least it would be me dead and not her.
We walk into the hospital room to see her lying there hooked up to a heart monitor and I.V and all kinds of other things.
“Annabelle, please don’t leave me. You’re all I have left.” I say, even though she can’t hear me.
I sit there holding her hand for hours before Jinxx tells me we should go.
“Where am I supposed to go? I don’t have any family.” I tell him.
“Well you could stay with me.” He says. “How old are you again?”
“17” I answer.
“You can stay with me until you’re 18, then.”
Holy shit! I’m gonna stay with a band member, most importantly a band member from the band that saved my life, for almost a year? This has to be a dream. Please, be a dream…
“Well…?” He says
“Yea, that’s fine.” I say.
We get back to the hotel room he’s staying in.
“Why exactly are you in Cincinnati anyway?” I ask.
“Well, we’re off tour and Annabelle asked if one of us could stay nearby just incase something happened with your granddad.”
“I have to go back to California soon, though, so do you want to come with, or..?” he asks
“Well I don’t really have a choice if Annabelle doesn’t make it.” I answer.
I go into the bathroom and pull the razor blade out of my pocket. I slide it across my thighs quite a few times feeling the familiar, but soothing, sting of it cutting my skin open. It feels so good right now. If only I had my grandmother’s sleeping pills with me. I can’t do this anymore.
I clean up the cuts and head out into the room.
“Do we need to swing by Belle’s house to get you some clothes?” I hear Jinxx ask.
“No, I’m fine, I can sleep in this.”
“Alright, but if you need to, you can borrow a shirt tomorrow, kay?” He says.
“Yea, thanks” I reply before getting into the empty bed.
My leg is really sore from the blade, but it’s a good kind of sore. The kind that I need right now. It’s been two hours and I haven’t fallen asleep yet. I keep going back into the bathroom to cut, getting closer and closer to my knee each time. I’ve never cut this much before.
I walk out of the bathroom to see Jinxx sitting up in bed.
“Why do you keep going in there?” He asks with curiosity and worry.
“Oh, nothing.” I say going back to bed.
“I don’t think it’s nothing”
“Really, Jinxx, it’s nothing, don’t worry about it”
“I will worry. You’re going in there every 15 to 20 minutes and you know what that’s a warning sign for?”
“No, what?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
“Self harm. Please, Valerey, talk to me or anybody if you need someone. I’ll always be willing to listen. Now show me.”
“Do you have any loose pants or, like, basketball shorts I could put on?”
“Yea” he says walking over to the dresser in the room. He hands me some boxers.
I go into the bathroom to change. Should I really show him? He’s gonna think I’m ignorant or stupid or self centered… I can’t do this… But I have to.
I walk out of the bathroom and sit on his bed with my legs crossed. I pull of the shorts and he looks at me for what seems like hours, but was only a minute or two.
“Valerey…” He says
“Yea, I know, I’m an ‘emo freak’…” I say putting air quotes around emo freak.
“No, not at all” he says as he leans over to hug me. “Promise you’ll stop?”
“Why should I?” I ask.
“Because, you’re hurting a beautiful person” he says still hugging me.
Why does he sound like he’s a bout to cry? Why does he even care about it?
Just then my phone rings. Jinxx gets up to answer it. He doesn’t say anything for the entire phone call, which was like 5 minutes. He hangs up and looks at me.
“Sh – she’s gone…” he says.
Notes
I'm sorry I killed Annabelle! D: I almost cried writing it...Thank you guys for reading. I love you all.
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12/4/14