"Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode.
"Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me.
"What do you need?" Dad asks
"A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again.
"Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something...
"Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her as I speed out of the garage and into the highways, thankful that there's no traffic. 
Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. 
I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. 
Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently.

Insight On Mai Diary

So, this chapter's gonna be really short, but read it anyway. 


Don't forget to read the authors note below. 


It's been quite a while. I wish I've written much sooner. It's obvious it's just me and you now. No friends, and definitely no family. 


Do you know that feeling, when you are vulnerable the this one person and then you get scared because you don't want to get hurt. But then you try to trust but it's like basically impossible because you're totally broken? 


It hurts that I feel for someone, but it hurts even more knowing that I can't follow the feelings, and not because I have priorities or something, but because I just can't trust. 


It hurts so bad that it blends in completely with the pain from my illness. 


Chapter Twenty-one