Chapter 2: Young Blood

I ran to where I heard the screams coming from and saw Drew on the ground with a bloody face and cops were investigating the scene while nurses helped him into the ambulance. I ran to him and touched his head.

"Drew? Oh my gosh! Who did this?" I asked frantically.

"Bianca? Why did you sleep with Vince?"

I was confused as to how he found out. I didn't answer for a little while and I didn't look at him because I was afraid to his hate for me written on his face.

"I asked you first. Who did this?"

"One of Vince's friends, I guess. Putting out doesn't solve problems, Bianca. That's slutty and disgusting."

"I didn't do it just to do it, Drew. I asked Vince what I could do to make him leave you alone and that was the only option. I didn't want to, but I did because he said everything would go back to normal and I did it so that you could continue loving me." By this time, we were already riding in the back of the ambulance.

"Bianca, nothing to do with you will ever be normal."

"I know," tears welled up in my eyes and began to spill over as I continued. "I have a lot of baggage that you don't know about and day by day, it will unravel but I need you to help me because I have no one else. No one else cares for me like you do."

"Well, I have a ton of people in my life so one less isn't a problem." I nodded and looked down while tears continued to roll down my face.

"Can I at least stay with you at the hospital until your parents come?" I asked hopefully.

He didn't answer so I figured that meant yes. Once we got to the hospital, I walked with Drew on the emergency bed into the room he would stay in. I checked him in while he was transferred onto the hospital bed. They hooked up some wires and I stayed in the waiting room, because I knew that he didn't want to have to see me. A few minutes later, his parents and his brother came through the front doors. I stood up and was about to greet them when his mother started verbally attacking me.

"You're this Bianca girl Drew's been dating! Look what you've done to him! He has people looking for him! Gang members and people with police records. People like you. You disgust me. I wonder which dumpster he picked you up from. You have no morals and such a low self esteem! You better stay away from my family! We don't need you corrupting anyone else!" she screamed with a disgusted look on her face.

I started crying so hard that I had to cover my face in shame. Usually, this kind of stuff had no effect on me but this time I realized it was all so true and I realized how bad of a person I was.

"Ah, don't start the crying act on me. It never works." She said and stormed off with her husband into Drew's hospital room leaving their son, Adam, behind.

"Bianca, you cans stop faking now. She's gone."

"I'm n-not f-f-faking." I managed to choke out.

Adam slowly and gently removed my hands and revealed my tear-stained, red face.

"You're crying? Why?"

"Because everything your mother said was true. No one cared about me."

"I'm sure that's not true."

"It is, Adam. Your brother is… was the only one who cared about me and now he doesn't. I don't have a reason to do this anymore."

"Do what?"

"Exist."

Adam opened his mouth to say something but U turned my back on him and walked home. No one was there… as usual. My mom was probably out with some guy, cheating of course, and my dad was probably at a bar, drunk. They never cared enough to get a legal divorce. I ran upstairs and lay down on my mother's big comfy bed and closed my eyes and just stayed there for a full hour. I looked at the bedside table on the right and crawled beside it. I opened the drawer and saw what I was looking for. This would do the trick. I put it in my mouth and held it there for a little while. Did I really want this, I thought. Of course I did.

And… boom.