A/N: I don't own anything, not even the computer I'm using, or the chair I'm sitting on.
I always admired Eleanor Nash from the first day I met her. The way she stood up to me and didn't let me have my way. She sent shock through my body from just her voice.
So I kept on admiring her from afar, knowing I could look, but couldn't touch. I couldn't risk my reputation for a crush. No matter how much farther I fell for her. Besides, if people knew that I liked Eleanor Nash, I would be brought down the social ladder, even Hazel would abandon me. She'd probably never like me back anyway, in any shape or form.
The days passed, and I noticed how lost and depressed Ellie looked. I could see it in her eyes, even though they were cast downward most of the time. Then, the one day I walked into the bathroom, I could see her blood dripping into the sink, I was terrified and worried. How could she be doing this to herself? I almost cried at the thought of her beautiful ivory skin being shredded and bloodied.
So I followed her, I tried talking to her about it, and get her to talk to Ms. Suave, but she wouldn't, I couldn't tell if it was because of pride or fear. I waited for her to stop, or get some help but she wouldn't and it was killing me to see her like that. I told Ms. Suave, I had to. Then when Ellie was walking through the hall, I told her about the counselor. She screamed "Paige, just leave me alone, it's my problem!". I yelled back "I can't, I mean Ellie your hurting yourself!" I told her to show me her arm, she hesitantly did after my pestering. I gasped at all the scars going up and down her arm, and she looked away, crying. I hugged her and told her everything was going to be okay. When I pulled back, I couldn't help it, I saw her wounded puppy dog eyes and… I kissed her. For a second I thought she would slap me, and call me a pervert for getting close to her and helping her just so I could get a kiss or something. Although, she didn't, she kissed me back. We were standing there in the hallway, in our own little world. I was caressing her cheek, and her lips were so soft, I didn't think I could pull away.
Then I heard Ms. Suave clear her throat, and I pulled back quickly, a bit embarrassed. I was flattered to see Ellie still standing there, star-struck. "Paige, Ellie, if you girls would like to come in now, you can." Ms. Suave said. I took Ellie's hand and led her inside.
When we walked out, Ellie and I were still holding hands. She looked at me and I could tell she was thankful, but she probably wasn't sure if she could stop cutting. I told her "You have me to help you through this now," she looked unsure, and I added "And I won't just leave when your over it." She smiled, kissed me goodbye, and started to walk to class. I walked to class too, thinking how everything would turn out okay.
The End
Yeah, that was cheesy, and not the greatest, but I tried. Please review.