Love through a suicidal act...
Cuts
Dylan’s POV
I sat there watching as my sister and Joan told each other jokes when I suddenly remembered that we have school tomorrow. We got permission from our mother to skip school today, but she probably won’t say yes for tomorrow. “Sis” I said as I tapped her on her shoulder “Yeah” she replied not even looking at me. “We have to get going if we want to go to school tomorrow” I said and I immediately saw the disappointed look on her face. “Seriously?” she started “You had to remind me of school” she said as she gave me a ‘You’re annoying me’ look. “We have to go” I said standing up after a while “Just 10 more minutes, PLEASE” she pleaded and when I looked at Joan, she gave me a puppy face. “Fine, but just 10 minutes and then we’re leaving” I said before sitting back down on my chair.
“We have to go” I said as I stood up and walked towards my sister. “10 more minutes” she pleaded once again. “Yeah right, you said that the previous time and the time before that and the time before that AND the time before that too” I said with a smile. “C’mon” I said as I handed her, her laptop. “OK” she said as she stood up. She gave Joan a goodbye hug before rushing me. “Here’s the keys” I said to her as I handed her the keys to my car and she started walking. “I’m driving” I yelled knowing that otherwise if I want to climb into the car, she will be sitting in my seat. “Bye” I said to Joan, before walking in the direction of the door, but when I wanted to walk out of the door something stopped me and I placed my laptop bag on the floor before walking in the direction of Joan. I walked up to the bed and then stopped to look at her. She was looking at me with a confused expression on her face. I bent down and kissed her on her forehead before turning around and walking back in the direction of my bag and I then picked it up and walked out of the door.
I walked out of the hospital and in the direction of my car. I opened the back door and placed my bag on the seat before closing the door and opening the driver’s door to climb in. I started the car before driving home.
Joan’s POV
I watched Dylan as he walked away, but when he suddenly stopped it confused me totally. He turned around and walked towards me. He looked at me before he bent down and placed soft kiss on my forehead. After he kissed me, he turned around and walked away. He left me wondering why he did that.
Hayley’s POV
When we stopped at my house, my brother and I climbed out of the car and walked into the house. I greeted my mother and she then told us that she had made dinner so we had to hurry back. I quickly ran to my room placed my laptop on my bed and then ran back to the table. I sat down and my mother placed my plate of food in front of me before placing a plate in front of my brother. “Eat up” she said before disappearing into the kitchen. I started eating and when I finish eating, I walk into the kitchen and put my plate in the dishwasher before kissing my mother on the cheek and going back to my room. I jump into the shower, knowing that I will be too lazy in the morning to shower. When I finished showering, I jump into a pair of PJ’s and make my hair in a messy bun before jumping on my bed and opening my laptop. I go to the fanfiction site, only to find a response to my previous message.
OK, here’s the thing. Ever since I first posted the comment about Joan being in the hospital, there was this one person who stood out. After a while we stopped talking in the comments section, but rather sending each other messages - not texts but the part where you can send each other massages on the site, without anyone being able to read it. The person kept on asking questions like, in which hospital is she; and when the person didn’t know where on earth the hospital was, the person asked; the person also asked for pictures of her AND said she is beautiful. At first I ignored it, but at the moment it’s kinda irritating, well rather annoying, BUT I’ve become really good friends with the person (whose name I still don’t know). We’ve talked a lot, mostly about how it’s going with Joan and all that stuff. At the moment I’m getting rather curious about who the person is, but I still haven’t got the guts to ask the person. The person is kinda weird because one moment it’s like you’re talking to the nicest person on earth and then the next moment, it’s like somebody pissed in their cup of tea, cause the person would then in a way be meaner. I don’t literally mean meaner, but the atmosphere of the comments are different and the vocabularies are also different.
Yesterday when we were at the hospital the doctor also gave us some shocking news, Joan also had an extreme amount of blood loss due to her cutting. I can’t believe that I’ve never noticed it and in a way I feel responsible for her. I feel like it is my fault, well I feel like all of it is my fault, the cutting, the suicidal attempt but most of all when Joan had to stand there and listen to all the things those three rich bitches had to say about her. I always told her that they we’re bad news, but when it comes to certain topics, Joan NEVER believes me and in the end I ALWAYS turn out to be right about those topics. Joan always wear a lot of bangles on her arms, so I guess that’s why I never noticed, but that isn’t an excuse, not at all!! When the doctor told us about the cuts, my brother went silent and I could see the blood draining from his face. He knows about all of Joan’s problems, but never in his wildest dreams would he have believed that if the doctor didn’t tell him that himself. I always told Joan that cutting doesn’t solve anything and she always promised me that she won’t, but it turns out that she broke the promise. I know Joan and the Joan I know doesn’t break promises this is a new side of her that I haven’t seen much of and hopefully won’t have to see ever again. Unless those no good bitches turn up at the hospital… OH god, what have I done…??
I have 3 sides.
1. The quite, sweet side
2. The fun and crazy side
3. The side you NEVER want to see.
I sat there watching as my sister and Joan told each other jokes when I suddenly remembered that we have school tomorrow. We got permission from our mother to skip school today, but she probably won’t say yes for tomorrow. “Sis” I said as I tapped her on her shoulder “Yeah” she replied not even looking at me. “We have to get going if we want to go to school tomorrow” I said and I immediately saw the disappointed look on her face. “Seriously?” she started “You had to remind me of school” she said as she gave me a ‘You’re annoying me’ look. “We have to go” I said standing up after a while “Just 10 more minutes, PLEASE” she pleaded and when I looked at Joan, she gave me a puppy face. “Fine, but just 10 minutes and then we’re leaving” I said before sitting back down on my chair.
“We have to go” I said as I stood up and walked towards my sister. “10 more minutes” she pleaded once again. “Yeah right, you said that the previous time and the time before that and the time before that AND the time before that too” I said with a smile. “C’mon” I said as I handed her, her laptop. “OK” she said as she stood up. She gave Joan a goodbye hug before rushing me. “Here’s the keys” I said to her as I handed her the keys to my car and she started walking. “I’m driving” I yelled knowing that otherwise if I want to climb into the car, she will be sitting in my seat. “Bye” I said to Joan, before walking in the direction of the door, but when I wanted to walk out of the door something stopped me and I placed my laptop bag on the floor before walking in the direction of Joan. I walked up to the bed and then stopped to look at her. She was looking at me with a confused expression on her face. I bent down and kissed her on her forehead before turning around and walking back in the direction of my bag and I then picked it up and walked out of the door.
I walked out of the hospital and in the direction of my car. I opened the back door and placed my bag on the seat before closing the door and opening the driver’s door to climb in. I started the car before driving home.
Joan’s POV
I watched Dylan as he walked away, but when he suddenly stopped it confused me totally. He turned around and walked towards me. He looked at me before he bent down and placed soft kiss on my forehead. After he kissed me, he turned around and walked away. He left me wondering why he did that.
Hayley’s POV
When we stopped at my house, my brother and I climbed out of the car and walked into the house. I greeted my mother and she then told us that she had made dinner so we had to hurry back. I quickly ran to my room placed my laptop on my bed and then ran back to the table. I sat down and my mother placed my plate of food in front of me before placing a plate in front of my brother. “Eat up” she said before disappearing into the kitchen. I started eating and when I finish eating, I walk into the kitchen and put my plate in the dishwasher before kissing my mother on the cheek and going back to my room. I jump into the shower, knowing that I will be too lazy in the morning to shower. When I finished showering, I jump into a pair of PJ’s and make my hair in a messy bun before jumping on my bed and opening my laptop. I go to the fanfiction site, only to find a response to my previous message.
OK, here’s the thing. Ever since I first posted the comment about Joan being in the hospital, there was this one person who stood out. After a while we stopped talking in the comments section, but rather sending each other messages - not texts but the part where you can send each other massages on the site, without anyone being able to read it. The person kept on asking questions like, in which hospital is she; and when the person didn’t know where on earth the hospital was, the person asked; the person also asked for pictures of her AND said she is beautiful. At first I ignored it, but at the moment it’s kinda irritating, well rather annoying, BUT I’ve become really good friends with the person (whose name I still don’t know). We’ve talked a lot, mostly about how it’s going with Joan and all that stuff. At the moment I’m getting rather curious about who the person is, but I still haven’t got the guts to ask the person. The person is kinda weird because one moment it’s like you’re talking to the nicest person on earth and then the next moment, it’s like somebody pissed in their cup of tea, cause the person would then in a way be meaner. I don’t literally mean meaner, but the atmosphere of the comments are different and the vocabularies are also different.
Yesterday when we were at the hospital the doctor also gave us some shocking news, Joan also had an extreme amount of blood loss due to her cutting. I can’t believe that I’ve never noticed it and in a way I feel responsible for her. I feel like it is my fault, well I feel like all of it is my fault, the cutting, the suicidal attempt but most of all when Joan had to stand there and listen to all the things those three rich bitches had to say about her. I always told her that they we’re bad news, but when it comes to certain topics, Joan NEVER believes me and in the end I ALWAYS turn out to be right about those topics. Joan always wear a lot of bangles on her arms, so I guess that’s why I never noticed, but that isn’t an excuse, not at all!! When the doctor told us about the cuts, my brother went silent and I could see the blood draining from his face. He knows about all of Joan’s problems, but never in his wildest dreams would he have believed that if the doctor didn’t tell him that himself. I always told Joan that cutting doesn’t solve anything and she always promised me that she won’t, but it turns out that she broke the promise. I know Joan and the Joan I know doesn’t break promises this is a new side of her that I haven’t seen much of and hopefully won’t have to see ever again. Unless those no good bitches turn up at the hospital… OH god, what have I done…??
I have 3 sides.
1. The quite, sweet side
2. The fun and crazy side
3. The side you NEVER want to see.
Notes
Hii... I hope you liked it and thanks for the 6 votes, it's amazing! And if you haven't voted,subscribed nor wrote a comment, please do. I really wanna hear what you think about the story, weather it's good or bad comments and if you have any suggestions, please tell me.
Dancing in the dark
xoxo
Man Niall really screwed up
8/20/15