Chapter Six: I know what you do to yourself. I breathe deep and cry out.~Missing by Evanescence.
"Close your mouth Joe. You don't want to catch flies." Meredith said. Joe closed his mouth but that didn't stop the overwhelming emotions he was feeling. He slid to the floor and pulled his knees up, burying his face into them and sobbing.
Mer jumped up, "Jesus Christ, Joe! Calm down OK? You don't want Mom to come up here." She crouched down and began rubbing circles into Joe's back. He gasped,"B-But why, why. Why are you cutting?" Meredith didn't answer instead she just kept rubbing Joe's back trying to calm him down. Joe raised his head and looked at her through tear filled eyes. "Is it b-because of me?" he whispered.
Mer stood up. "Get out." she said. "Mer?" Joe whimpered, confused. She shook her head, "I mean it Joseph, get out of my fucking room. Now!" Joe quickly quickly got to his feet and left. Meredith slammed the door behind him and locked it. She forced open her sock drawer and pulled out her razor. She puled up the sleeve and dug the cold metal, hard into her arm. She bit her lip to keep from crying out in pain while a few tears fell from her eyes. After about ten minutes she put her bloody tool back into her sock drawer. She curled up into the blankets on her bed , crying her heart out. "I hate you, Joe. I fucking hate that I love you."
Kevin came up to the room an hour later, close to midnight. He was carrying a tray with all the essentials. Trying the door knob he groaned when he found it locked. He set the tray down on the floor and forced the door open with his shoulder. The lock gave way like it usually did. He picked the tray back up and pushed the door open further with his hip.
He closed the door with his foot and looked over at his sleeping sister. She had cried herself to sleep and was a sad sight for Kevin to see. His eyes got glassy as they usually did when he saw her like this.
He picked her up from the bed and laid her down on the floor. First he took off the sheets that were already on her bed and replaced them with clean ones. Next he picked her back up and put her back on her bed, the whole time never waking her up. Then he took the first thing off the tray, a damp wash cloth.
He held up her arm and washed off the dried blood over the cut.
Next he picked up the antiseptic spray and sprayed her arm with it, making her squirm in her sleep but she still didn't wake up.
Kevin had done this so many times now he was able to completely avoid waking her up during this process.
After cleaning up her cut he pulled the roll of gauze, which was a lot thinner than when it had started out, and wrapped a layer around her arm, then secured it with a pin. Finally he shook her awake. She opened her eyes and Kevin noticed they were red from crying. Kevin handed her one of the last two things on the tray, a steaming cup of citrus tea. She took it gratefully and he pulled his own cinnamon-flavored mug of tea off the tray.
They drank in silence for a little bit before Kevin asked her,"So, what happened today?"
It had been the same question, and same routine, every night since Meredith was about 13.
And after he put the empty mugs in the sink and his his tray under his bed, he would say an extra long prayer for his sister. Knowing what she did, he silently cried out to the Lord for help.
Author Note: This was one of my fave chaps to wite. I hope you guys like this one. P.S. Do I have to get on my knees and beg for a review? I will! Don't underestimate me.