A/N: This chapter is going to be a bit of a mixture for Poppy, things will get really bad for Poppy but it's going to turn out good in the end...Let me know what you think. Sorry for the horrific updating, my laptop had the blue screen of death so I've been fixing that...

(Poppy's POV)

I woke up the next morning in Finn's bed, but Finn was gone. I rolled over staring at the doorway upside down. I was wearing one of Finn's t-shirts which was a bit oversized; it was nearly 11am... Finn stood in the doorway grinning.

"Hello you" He said

Something told me I should feel horrible because I'd drunk quite a lot yesterday and I felt like I should be hung-over but I didn't I felt... Weird. I was shaking...I pulled on some leggings, I had in my bag as spares in case my tights ripped and went downstairs with Finn.

"Are you alright?" Finn asked

"Yeah, just feel strange..." I told him

There was a knock on the door and Finn went to answer it. I was looking around for something sharp, I found a small knife and settle on the floor in the corner and started to relieve all this pain. I could hear voices, voices I recognised yet I didn't seem to care...

(Lara's POV)

A boy answered the door, Rachel knew him. He had that look, the same look Poppy had... He didn't want to let us inside but, Rachel was trying to talk him round.

"Just leave us alone! She doesn't need you. She has me, I understand her, not like you lot" Finn said

"Finn, Poppy is on medication for a reason if she doesn't take it-" I tried to tell him but he cut me off

"-You lot are all the same, pop some pills and everything will be okay!"

I looked down and out of the bottom of his sleeve I could see red lines.

"You say you understand her? How?" I asked

"We want the same thing... An escape from all this" Finn said

"Finn listen, I need to see Poppy... Without her medication she's at a serious risk. You think you're helping her, you're making it worse for her. If you really care about Poppy, let me help her? And then I can help you too..." I told him

Unlike Poppy, Finn knew what he wanted and he knew he needed help. He stepped to the side allowing us both in. I rushed through to Poppy who was sat with a small knife in her hand... Blood was dripping on the floor, I grabbed a tea towel and approached her slowly.

"Poppy? Can you put the knife down?" I asked

"Go away!" She told me

Rachel went up to her slowly.

"Poppy, it's me. Can you give me the knife, hey? So we can sort all this?" She asked

"I didn't mean what I said any off it..." I sobbed "I don't know what to do. I just want it to stop"

"It's alright..." Rachel edged closer slowly and eventually reached her, she took the knife gently and slid it across the floor away from her.

"Will you help me?" Poppy cried

Rachel pulled Poppy into her arms as her sobs grew louder. It was the first time I'd ever heard Poppy ask for help in all the time I'd known her... That just showed how close to the edge she truly was.

"I'll always do my best to help you sweetheart" Rachel said

Finn stood behind us his face blank, I don't think he'd understood how close to the edge Poppy had truly been... I dialled an ambulance and that seemed to panic Poppy.

"Please! Please don't send me back there!" She pleaded

"Sshhh it's okay" Rachel soothed her "We're going to get your arm looked at and then we're going to fix all this"

This honestly was the last time this could happen...Next time she'd be admitted straight away, it'd be out of my hands.

(Poppy's POV)

I sat in a cubicle with Rachel waiting for Sam, they were giving me thorazine though an IV in the inside of my right elbow. Lara was talking to Finn outside but, Rachel had stayed with me while I waited for my arm to be checked out, the white dressings seemed to be doing their job and the blood had stopped dripping. I just felt this was my only choice...I didn't have the strength to push everyone away anymore, so the only alternative was to let them in. Starting with Rachel...

"I'm so sorry..." I sobbed "I really don't deserve you"

"Don't be daft, It's going to be okay..." Rachel soothed

She moved up and sat on the bed next to me putting her arm around me, I leaned into her and she rubbed my back softly.

"Is Finn okay?" I asked

"He's fine...He's talking to Lara"