Jalizza's POV

I'm standing here trying not to freak out. My breathing is becoming heavier, and my heart is racing. I know what's coming, but I'm not going to let it happen! A few months ago I would've gladly just given up and self-harmed. But now I'm going to use my courage and will power not to.

I pick up my pen and start writing again, I was out of the hospital for one month. In that short period of time that I was in it, everyone found out everything. I didn't even care though; it was like I had no life to live already. Everyone was treating me like I was some kind of mental patient; it was like everyone was constantly walking on eggshells when they were around me. Stuff in school teachers would usually yell at me for, they didn't even say anything. Before they would look at me weird or tell me to stop when I would give them attitude or be obnoxious. And my counselor...

All she would say was; how do you feel? Do you have any urges? Why don't you like to talk about it? Blah Blah Blah. I didn't mind talking to her before, but I'm the type of person that needs someone to show that they are trustworthy before actually trusting them, she didn't really do that. But then again she was the second person I had told about my self-harm. She said she never thought it was as bad as it was. I don't believe that...

But my parents and closest friends were the worst. All they cared about was curing the illness, not really me. They didn't understand why I was doing it or anything. They would be constantly checking if I was eating and my arms. Too bad I was cutting on my legs and lying about when I was eating. The only person I could really talk to and understood was Demi. But she was on tour in Asia and working on her new album. Every day she would talk to me though, she would either text, call, e-mail, Skype. The plan was for me to come stay with her once school was done so that I could get adjusted to the lifestyle before my parents came. But that all ended when she came to visit. That was when I really broke and everyone found out about it.

I stop writing and look at my new razor I was just about to put into the shower. I wonder if I should. But then I realize I would be giving up everything I've been working forward to. No new album, no tour, no TV show. Everything would just be gone in a second. Worse of all, so would my recovery. I cannot let myself get back to that state. I hear my phone go off, I know I should answer, but I can't.

Demi's POV

Oh no, this is bad! Why isn't Jalizza picking up her phone? Is she doing something bad? I immediately call the house and there still isn't a pickup. I was already leaving the house, but now I'm going faster.

Then I think oh crap! I left Miley at the house! We had to pick some of our famous friends to help us decide who goes to live shows, and since last season I had Nick, I thought why not have Miley this year? After all we are still great friends! We were actually going to have a "triple date" well Miley was going to bring Liam and Keaton from Emblem3 really wants to meet her so I thought why not? Wes was going to come along to, and a way I do still have a crush on him after all these months.

I immediately call Miley on my Bluetooth, "Hey Miley, I'm sorry I left you at the house but something big just came up."

Miley sounding worry, "Oh it's okay hun, what's wrong?"

"It's just Jalizza didn't pick up any of her phone, and this is her first time being home alone. What if she is cutting?"

"I'm sure everything is going to be fine, but it's good that you're going over there. I guess I'll just have Liam come pick me up, and still go to lunch with him and the boys. Text me when you know what's going on."

"Sure thing, love you." I then hang-up the phone. As I turn into her driveway. The house is so beautiful! As soon as I get out of the car I run and knock on the door. No one answers. I knock even harder banging, ringing the doorbell. Then I remember her mom telling me there was a key hidden somewhere... Where would the Aubrey family hide a key? Not under the matt, too obvious. I then check underneath the flour pot, nope.

I then look up on the rain pipe thingy and see a metal object in a bag. Found it! I immediately jump and get it. I take the key out of the bag and open the door. I run up the stairs screaming Jalizza's name still no answer. I haven't really been here a lot so I still don't know where she could be. I then find a room with blasting music. I go inside and see Jalizza on the bathroom floor. My heart just drops.

I look at her, with her not even looking at me. Her hand just not doing anything, with her face emotionless. I don't understand what's going on. I say, "Jalizza, what's wrong?"

She doesn't acknowledge me so I say it again. She just stays there staring at her hands. And then I notice it. The cabinet is open, and there is metal on the sink. I say, "Oh sweetie, you didn't. Did you?"

For the first time, Jalizza looks at me. She looks at me straight in the eye and with all seriousness she says, "No I didn't"

I then realize what's going on. I get down on the ground and hold Jalizza. We just sit there for 10 minutes, both crying in silence. Finally she then says, "Thank You."