The Light in the Dark (completed)

Whats the point?

I've been taken off a feeding tube because I've been eating, well, so they think. Every day at noon and before I go to bed I make sure it's all out of my system. I wash out my mouth from my lunch just a bit ago and walk back into my room. I stiffen up and grab the wall behind me for support.

"How long have you been here?" I ask.

"Long enough." Aaron replies.

"It's now what you think." I say and walk over to my bed, crawling back in it and curling up in the sheets.

"I'm putting you back on the feeding tube Holly." Aaron tells me standing beside my bed.

"Don't please!" I scream.

"Okay, only if you come to psych everyday and get a room there." Aaron says.

"Fine." I agree.

"I'll send your nurses in here to move you." Aaron tells me.

"You can't talk to me like we are friends" I scold.

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"You talk about your problems and I help you. It's not that hard. I've explained this twelve times already." Aaron says exasperated.

     "I just don't see how talking about my sucky life is supposed to help me." I shrug.

      "Just do it." Aaron says.

      "Fine." I sigh. "It started as a kid and I was negated and unwanted and I'm sure you know where that leads and then I got some kind of weird thing wrong with my ear and I couldn't hear out of it so I went to this small orphanage in Ohio where I met my only friend Kacy. I only talked to Kacy because she learned Sign Language. Then I went to school when I was thirteen and I met Zach who was willing to learn Sign language too and then we dated until I left. Cause I knew I probably would never see him again. He's the only one who cared. His sister was mute too and I could talk to them. Kacy had to leave somewhere in the midst of all of that and I figured out I could get a surgery to help me hear but the government couldn't pay for it. Zach got in a train wreck trying to get to me so now I'm alone and there is no point in leaving me here." I say.

"There's more. Continue." Aaron says.

"No there's not." I say not meeting his eyes.

"You forgot the cancer part so you forgot more just tell me." I glare at him before finishing.

"Fine." I spat. "Over the winter break after Kacy left I didn't eat. Almost at all and I then got better then lost more weight. I got diagnosed with stage one breast cancer and I had to regain strength and Zach got me through that. Then through chemo Zach got me through that. Everything that's happened Zach has got me through." I finish.

      "Okay." Aaron jots down a few notes. "Thanks for opening up."

     "Okay you got what you want now leave me alone." I say and turn my back toward him.

     "Okay" Aaron says and I hear him stand up, walking out. I look around the room but see nothing. It is a psych room that is designed for suicidal people of course they wouldn't have anything dangerous. I pull out my IV and throw it to the ground. I can't find anything useful laying there so I stand myself up. I groan in pain but make my way to the window and search it for latches. I can't find anything as excepted. I grab the stand my IV is propped on and smash it into the glass causing shreds of glass to fly at my face. A small scream escapes my lips as the sounds from the highway are echoed into my room. I was easily on the sixth floor or above. I lean over the edge cutting my hands on glass slightly.

I was highly afraid of heights and I'd never imagined this being my was of suicide. Ever. Not even before I'd met Zach. The door behind me swings open and I turn my head slightly. Aaron stands in the doorway partially shocked. I'm crying uncontrollably and my whole body is shaking.

"I'm sorry." I whisper. "I just can't fight anymore." Everything. Not just Zach's death but everything that's ever influenced my life including Cancer. I'm done with chemo I have got any better and I don't think I will.

"Holly. Stop." Aaron says walking slowly towards me.

"What's the point." I beg for a reason to quit and truthfully I want to be able to step away from this open window. "What do you think would hurt less? Lading on my head or back?"

"Holly. Quit it" Aaron scolds.

"Give me a reason. Give me a reason." I cry.

     Aaron is silent for a moment. "Do you believe in God? In heaven?" My eyes widen and I turn to him.

      "Yeah. I'm not going. I don't think he sees me anymore." I say.

      "Maybe. Maybe not. We don't know, you have to have faith because nobody is for sure of anything. I think and believe he's watching you and so is Zach. Live because you know he'd want you to. Not because I'm forcing you to." Aaron says.

      "You might have to." I say leaving farther last the window. I observe the street below me and my eyes catch an old women sitting on a bench beside a small café. She wore an old looking gray jacket that couldn't be keeping her warm in the wind today. She had mismatched shows and her white hair is matted on the back of her head. A frown forms on my face and she looks up at me and the broken window. She smiles up at me and the wrinkles on her face expand. I step back slightly from the window.

      "Is she homeless?" I ask. Aaron slowly walks up to me and leans slightly over the edge.

     "Aw yes. That's Maggie. Polite to everyone. She deserves more. I try and help her but she won't take it. She's a good person." Aaron says.

      "Okay." I whisper and sit on my bed.

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Authors note!

Sorry I took so long to update I've been really busy trying to update me other three books and I'm exhausted😴 I finished up my Hunger Games an fiction and I started a HP one. Im weird and probably need to calm down on the books but whatevs...