Somethin_Sue

/Intro/

 I fell in love with her smile because it was odd- her words were sweet, but she looked strange. Her smile would unwind once she was alone, her eyes narrowed in tiredness, her legs looked weak, her arms almost dropping her books, and her stomach growling out of hunger, but- around others, she played the part of a hero with a smile. She saved many, helped others, defended herself, and took care of everyone, no matter what. She acted one way but was another- everyone saw her as a perfect doll, but I only saw a broken girl giving a smile for everyone because it brightened their days- her smile made them happy, and it made her happy too.

He wasn't like regular people; he didn't push me aside- he kept me close. He wanted to hear me, see the real me, and that scared me. He was able to tell the truth, see what others didn't, fight for what he wanted or knew what was right, no matter what I did- he always saw the happiness... why was he ok with being rejected? Why was he ok with pushing me over the finish line? Why was he ok with losing? Why was he ok with anything I said? Why was he ok with me yelling at him? Why was he ok with me? Why did he want me?

*First Glance*

{|Warning: This story contains tough topics of suicide, abuse, mental illnesses, self-harm, s*xual talk, misleading ideas of romance, lgbtq, alcohol, drugs/overdosing, rape, trauma, etc. If you have a tough time with these topics- please stray away from this book. Rated PG +13.|}

Extra Information: I did not create the graphic used for this story- my best friend made it, @dani_tales4u designed it. (Check her out on Wattpad because she is a really good writer!:) *Sorry I can't link her profile- It won't let me.*

First Glance

  I've been in the hospital for a day or two now- it's been excruciating to move around again, and sometimes my wounds open up again, but Justin always helps me walk and keeps me company day and night.  I know he has been missing work just to help me out, and it makes me feel bad.  He refuses to admit it, and in the end, I can't really fight him to tell me- I'm too weak to do that.


  One thought does occur to me- when I woke up from bleeding all night... He was crazy.


  "Mh..." my eyes slowly titled open- first blurry, but after a while, I saw a light above me.  My body jerked to get up, and all I first felt was a strike of pain everywhere.  I had bandages almost everywhere, my arms, neck, legs-


  I sat up in pain, seeing a figure who I quickly recognized as Justin.  He noticed me and held tired eyes, no smile- he looked filled with the emptiness of emotions.


  He got up and walked over to me, "J...?" I asked as he punched me.  "Why- Why would you do that!" he yelled at me as doctors and nurses came in, grabbing him.


  He started to cry as they tried to drag him out- "No- leave him here. He's just a bit upset." I said, and the staff hesitated but let him stay, holding him back.


  "WHY THE F*CK WOULD YOU EVEN TRY!" he screamed, getting out of the grips of the workers.  He grabbed my shoulders- shaking me in anger and sadness.  "WHY WOULD YOU THINK ABOUT YOURSELF- WHAT ABOUT ME! I WOULD DIE FOR YOU- WHY WOULD YOU KILL YOURSELF!" he cried.


  "Because what do I have to live for?" I felt myself tear up as he let me go- sighing.  "Do I mean nothing to you..." he sighed, leaving.  


  I could have said so many things to make him stay or understand, but- nothing compared to what he said.


  J sat on the couches with Sue, pretending to be asleep.  Is it strange that I feel bad- he gets nightmares when he sleeps, so he just pretends.  He fools Sue- but his constant trips are a sign of him losing consciousness of his body.


  I feel sorry- and wished that he hadn't saved me even more now...


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