Regrets

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Hannah's POV
I looked on as he left, feeling guilty as hell, but not being able to decipher my feelings.
Did I like him?
Well, I sure as hell liked his kiss, I thought guiltily.
Memories of him running his hands down my side and on my stomach sent me shivering, so I went inside.
I realized his jacket was still here, but I just decided to return it to him in the morning.
I went into the bathroom and stared at the little box in front of me that contained my pain.
I felt a need to punish myself. For Sarah.
I slid the razor across the parts that he touched.
The parts that I let him touch.
Blood was sprouting everywhere but of course I didn't care, I just kept going and bit my lip to fight the pain.
"Hey Hannah, do you see my j-Oh my god." Caleb exclaims as he walks in.
I drop the razor but I know it's too late. He's already seen.
Then, I realize how much blood I've lost and slowly start to fall, but somehow, Caleb catches me.
As darkness descends on me, I hear Caleb pleading with me to stay with him, and I think maybe the darkness isn't so bad.
Caleb's POV
I can't believe I was so stupid.
Making out with Sarah's best friend!
Really Caleb?
I can't block the memories of her kissing me back, her lips so soft and her hands pulling in my hair which felt so damn good.
What? No Caleb stop it.
As I criticize myself, I try to pull my jacket up to keep out the cold, but realize it's not there.
Great. Back to Hannah's I go.
The door was unlocked so I enter without knocking.
"Hey Hannah do you see my j-Oh my God!" I gasp when I walk by the bathroom.
Blood. Everywhere.
It covered the bathroom and in the middle of it all, Hannah dropped her razor and looked at me with wide eyes.
She slowly begins to fall and I catch her, begging her to stay with me, but somehow I know she can't hear me.
Shakily, I pick up the phone and call 911.
"H-hello? My friend, s-she's bleeding to death." I whisper into the phone. "Help."
3 days later
Still Caleb's POV
Come on wake up! I plead in my head as Hannah lays in the hospital bed next to me.
The doctor said she almost lost too much blood, but that she would be okay.
But she hasn't woken yet.
And I was scared as fuck.
I lean my head against the wall and cry.
Then, I hear a shaky voice behind me.
"C-Caleb?"
—-><—-
Hannah's POV
Where am I?
In my head, I see darkness, but I can hear.
I turn my head towards the sound I hear.
"Why hasn't she woken yet?" Caleb
"She's lost a lot of blood, Caleb." The doctor said gently.
"She will wake up right?" Caleb said painfully and gripped my hand.
In my mind, I griped his
When I finally wake, I see the white walls of a hospital.
I turn my head and see Caleb leaning against the wall, crying.
"C-Caleb?" I say shakily.
He turns and his eyes light up as soon as he sees me awake. "Hannah!"
"What happened?" I ask. My heads pounding.
"You um cut a little too much." He said hesitantly.
He gently took my arm and turned it over so I could see.
There wasn't a patch of skin on my arm that wasn't covered in a scar.
The doctor came in, saving me from saying anything in response.
He checked my vitals, and said I could go home.
In the car, I stare out the window and look at the bleak world.
Caleb keeps shooting me worried glances, but I don't look him in the eyes.
I can't.

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