Chapter 4: Come Back, Please
Why hadn't I thought of it before? If I died, then when Matt dies, we'll be together in heaven.
I need to get the knife from the kitchen when no one's around. Forget that, I'll just use a razor and get it over with now.
I locked the door to the bathroom. The blade looked so sharp. It would hurt so badly when it pierces my skin. Do you want to be with him or not?
I dragged the blade down my arm. Blood seeped out of it. Ew, that's disgusting! Blood really does smell like copper!
There was a loud knock on the door.
I bandaged my arm and cleaned up the bathroom.
"Hurry up in there!" Simon snapped.
I opened the door and went downstairs.
There's a chance Matt could come back. I just have to find him. Where would he have gone? If only I could contact him…
Maybe I could get him to come to me. But how? A slow smiled crept up my face as an idea dawned on me.
I decided to parade around the town. It's been weeks since I went outside.
I walked to the busiest street in town. Cars and trucks zoomed by. I took a deep breath. It was now or never.
I threw myself in front of a car and prayed I'd come out alive.
"We're here live at Elm Street in Glen Oak, California where a person has been hit. Witnesses say the woman ran right into a car. She has broken a leg and some ribs and has a concussion, but is expected to make it-We have just received the woman's name. She is Mary Camden-"
Matt snapped the TV off. What was Mary thinking? Was she doing this because of him?
Because of the kiss? But she wanted it as much as he did. Maybe even more.
The truth was Matt was in love with Mary.
When she came home, he spent most of his time there, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. But then he heard Mary speak with Lucy. Mary wasn't over her last boyfriend. Matt hated the guy, whoever he was, for hurting her. He imaged her boyfriend's hands all over her, Mary slapping him and coming back because of him.
Matt tried to get through dinner that night but she looked so sad. He couldn't stand to see her in pain.
So he drank in an attempt to forget her.
Somehow in his drunken state, he wandered on home and leaned against the wall. Soon he detected someone screaming. Mary walked over to him and he kissed her. But she pulled back and leaded him to the couch. He must have scared her so the next morning he ran away to a sleazy motel in Nevada.
Now she tried to kill herself. What if she tried again…and successes?
If Mary died he'd never forgive himself.
It was time to come home.
Big thanks ELM-Tree10 for the idea for this chapter!
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