High School. A Teens best friend. Yeah Right.

By Risty Maskell and Silver15

Disclaimer: It so totally sucks, we don't own it.

Summery: Like we said before, skipping chapters is a violation of our reputation.

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When I first opened my eyes, everything was really blurry. My wrist ached and I suddenly remembered what I'd done and why I'd done it. As my vision cleared, I could see that I was in the infirmary. I was surprised to see Jamie in the bed next to mine. Luckily, she was asleep, so I had time to work out what I was going to say to the others. Because I damn well wasn't going to tell them the truth.

I didn't have to wait long. As soon as their class had finished, Billee and Legolas appeared in the doorway. Billee's face was pale white and he had dark circles under his eyes. Legolas looked equally worried and I hated myself for putting them through this.

"How you feeling?" Billee asked, as they sat on my bed. "I see Jamie hasn't woken up yet"

"What happened to her?" I asked. Legolas sighed.

"I don't really know," he admitted. "Only I think Randy and Gimli had something to do with it"

I couldn't reply. Even hearing their names made me feel sick. Billee obviously noticed that something was wrong.

"Emma" he said patiently. "I though you promised to be more careful. We…we really thought you were going to die"

"I know" my voice trembled as I looked at him. "I'm sorry. But it wasn't…I didn't" I broke off and looked down at the covers. "It wasn't an accident," I admitted.

Billee and Legolas looked completely shocked. "But…why?" Billee said after a minute. I could only shake my head.

"I don't know," I whispered. "Just everything. It was getting on top of me. I wanted to die"

I could see that they didn't completely believe me, but I also knew that they weren't going to push it. In the next bed, Jamie stirred and sat up.

"Ouch, my leg" she said loudly. "Hi guys. Emma, you're awake. We were so worried about you"

"I know, I heard," I said softly. "How's you leg?"

"It bloody hurts" she replied. Then she noticed how quiet we all were. "What's up with you guys?"

"You know Emma nearly died?" Legolas said softly. Jaime nodded. "Well" he continued. "It appears that that was her plan"

"Oh Em" Jaime seemed shocked too. "Why? What happened?"

"Nothing happened" I said, just a little too quickly. "It's just everything getting on top of me, that's all"

"I'm glad you didn't. Succeed I mean" Billee said quietly, giving me a hug. "Next time, talk to us. That's what we're here for"

"I know. And I'm sorry. I won't do this again"

"You had better not," Billee warned. "Life is never dull with you two around. Is it Legolas?"

"No, it isn't" the blond elf agreed. "We had better go to dinner. Emma, you rest and get your strength back. Jaime, we'll tell Baz and Jake that you're awake"

"Alright, thanks" Jaime smiled and rubbed her foot. "I can't believe how much it hurts"

"It'll get better," I said reassuringly. "Unlike my arm. I'll probably have the scars for life"

"I still don't understand how things got so bad that you felt you had to try and kill yourself," Jaime said softly. "I mean why couldn't you talk to us?"

I was saved from replying when Elrond walked into the room. He looked relived when he saw that I was awake.

"You gave us a scare again," he told me. I sighed.

"Is that the third time I've been told that, or the fourth?" I muttered. "Please, just leave it"

"Why did you do it, Emma?" he asked gently. "It wasn't an accident, was it?"

"Not really" I admitted. "But I don't want to talk about it"

"You have to talk about it sometime" he told me. I merely shook my head.

"I don't want to talk about it," I repeated stubbornly. "I just want to forget about it"

"We can't go on like this" Elrond shook his head. "This is the second time since you've been back"

"I just want to go back to classes and get on with it," I told him. "I want to forget this"

"Okay" Elrond knew that he'd get nowhere with me in this sort of mood. "Stay in here overnight and you can go back to class in the morning. But I'll be keeping an eye on you"

I figured he'd do something like that. He obviously wasn't going to just leave it. I know that he worries about me, but since I refuse to talk about it, there is absolutely nothing he can do and he knows it.

As he turned to speak to Jamie, I buried my head under my pillow. Soon, I'd drifted off to sleep again, despite the pain in my wrist, and this time I didn't wake up until the early hours of the morning…