Four Years ago
Have you ever felt like something about you wasn't right? Like there was something missing from you but you couldn't understand what it was? Well then you're like me or you were like me. If you don't understand what I'm saying then you should just listen.
I'm someone you don't want to know. I'm different but in ways the same as everyone. Everyone fears things. It's natural. I'm tall enough to be normal. I have eyes that don't get noticed. I have a smile that never shows itself. My hair rarely gets treated. My wrist are covered in blood. The blood spread across the bathroom floor. I'm gasping for breath. Everybody has already gone to class. I'm regretting my choice. I struggle to move. It's getting harder and harder to breathe. I try to yell for help but all that come out is air. I try to pull myself up but I fall down to the ground. I hear someone in the hallway. I hit y hand on the ground hard. I kept hitting the ground until they came towards the bathroom.
"Hello?"
I hit the floor with my hands. He knocked on the stall He was in. He looked under the stall and saw the big puddle growing. The stall was locked. He quickly crawled under the stall and unlocked it. He grabbed me and dragged me out of the bathroom.
"Help me. Help me please?" he yelled.
The teacher closest to the bathroom came running out of her room.
"Go get the nurse. Call 911." He yelled.
I'm gasping for breath. "Stay with me. The paramedics should be here any minute now." He said.
The nurse ran with bandages. The guy wrapped the slits with gauzes tightening them really tight to clot the blood. The paramedics came quickly. I couldn't get a good breath. They put a mask over me and forced air into my lungs.
"What is this boy's name?" The paramedic asked.
The guy shook his head. He didn't know me. He helped me anyway. Only if I knew who he was. Only if he knew me.
I have a record. I have done this before. They sent me to the hospital.
"Mr. Delonge, explain to me why you slit your wrist in the restroom the other day." Dr. Urie said.
"Like I said last time, I can't you." I said. "Why can't you tell me, Tom?" Dr. Urie said.
"Dr. Urie. I didn't do this. I swear. It wasn't me." I said.
"Tom, since the last time you told us you didn't try to kill yourself at school, we installed cameras videotaping every bathroom, hallway, classroom, and stairways. I am going to watch this and see if what you're saying is the truth." He said.
"Believe me, please. I didn't try to kill myself. Someone did this to me." I said.
"I wish I could believe you, Tom, but this is the fourth time in the last two months that this has happened. We are just taking precautions. Tom, do you know who did this to you then?" Dr. Urie asked.
"Why can't you just believe me, Dr. Urie? I didn't try to kill myself. Somebody forced me into the bathroom and slit my wrists and let me bleed." I said.
" I think you should go home and we will talk in the morning. I will be at your house at 9. See you there." Dr. Urie said.
I walked out of the hospital and got into the car waiting for me. I'm a senior. I got kicked out of my parents' house. I live with my lover in a house we bought together. We love living together. We can fuck all night long and no one to worry about coming in or to keep quiet for.
"Hey, babe." Billie said.
"Hey, B. I'm sorry you had to drive all the way out here to get me." I said.
"Tom, this is the fourth time in two months, or seven times in the past three months. I can't keep coming back to the hospital day in and day out. What happened this time? Dr. Urie told me a guy found you in the guys bathroom stall bleeding with slit wrist. The same as the other times before. I'm getting sick of you trying to kill yourself. You better tell me what happened? It better not be that someone tried to kill you." Billie said pulling into the driveway.
"Billie, you have to believe me. I wouldn't kill myself. I have you. I have Dallon, Skye, Iian, Spencer, and many other friends. My life is good right now." I said unlocking the door.
"We'll see tomorrow when Dr. Urie gets here." Billie said walking inside and putting his stuff down
"You don't think I'm crazy do you?" I asked.
I ask that question a lot. I don't think I'm crazy. There is really someone trying to kill me. HE is a very sly person. He has never been caught on camera. Somehow, he manages to come and try to kill me. His name is Scott. Scott come and talks to me at night. I scream in terror until Billie calms me down hours later. It's been happening more and more. Ray on the other hand is the good one. He tells me stories about bands and other people he visits. I haven't told anbody about either of them. I talk to Ray a lot. He mostly comes when Billie is gone.
Billie and I went to bed around 1 in the morning that night. We got a couple hours of sleep before Billie woke me up extremely horny.
We fucked for a couple hours before the doorbell rang. It was Dr. Urie. WE threw on some clothes and answered the door. He didn't look happy.
"Mr. Delonge, we looked over the footage and no one went into the bathroom at the time you were bleeding. Yes people went into the bathroom but they came out shortly after. Then you enter. I boy came in and dragged you out. Tell me who did this to you?" Dr. Urie asked.
"I'm telling you I didn't try to kill myself. It was Scott. He did this to me." I said.
"Tom, there isn't anybody at Poway High, whose name is Scott." Billie said.
"How did you know? You graduated two years ago." I said.
"Tom, I still have friends that go there. No one has ever talked about a Scott at the school who has beef with you." Billie said rubbing my back.
"I'm telling you Scott tried to kill me." I said.
"You are acting like you know this Scott. Mr. Delonge, is this the same Scott from other times before?" Dr. Urie said writing something on his clipboard.
"Yes this is. He has tried many times to kill me but failed. I'm not safe." I said.
"You are talking crazy, Tom." Billie said.
I saw Scott in the corner of my eye. He never comes when other people are near. He walked up to Billie with a knife. I grabbed the gun we hide under the couch and shot the gun. It hit Billie in the forehead. Billie was dead instantly.
I looked up to Dr. Urie. "Scott killed Billie." I said.
"Billie, don't leave me. Scott killed you. I'm sorry. He is pure evil." I said rubbing his face. Billie's eyes were wide open. He had a shocked look on his face. His mouth was slightly open. That's when they sent me here. Hazelnut Valley minimum security metal institution. They have a name for people like me. I'm paranoid and self-destructive.