Chapter Twenty Eight.

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Honey was laid back in the tub and for a minute, her life flashed before her eyes. She started thinking about her sister. Growing up, Honey thought of Kesha as a role model. She wanted to be just like her. She tried to do everything she did. Kesha Hated it. She always told Honey to be herself. She wanted Honey to be better than her. But honey never understood why. She thought Kesha was just fine.So in a way, she never stopped wishing to be like her sister. Even after she took her own life. Nothing changed.

Honey shook the thought of Kesha out of her mind. She had been thinking about her heavily since the funeral and she didn't want to go through the painful memories again. So in one quick motion, she picked up the blade and slit her wrist. "Shit." She winced in pain. She watched as her blood poured out her skin. It didn't hurt as much as she thought it would. She wanted to feel more. So she pulled the blade out of her skin and went to the other arm. She gently dug it into her skin. That one hurt more than the first one. She squeezed the wound and watched as blood began filling the tub. When she finished cutting, she put her arms down into the water.

She felt a sharp stinging sensation. This is it. She thought. She laid back in the tub and her eyes slowly closed.

Jameson kicked down the door and was traumatized by what he had seen. There was water all over the floor everywhere. He ran over to the tub and seen Honey's lifeless body. He couldn't take it. He took a step back. "Honey what the fuck." He yelled. He couldn't believe his eyes. He ran back over and picked her body up. It was covered in red bubbles. He thought she was gone. He was holding her naked wet body to his chest. Then he heard a heart beat. "Honey!" He said shaking her body. "Honey wake up I love you. Please." He said kissing on her cheeks.

"Jameson?" She whimpered. He looked like he had seen a ghost. "Honey." He said squeezing her closer to him. "Ouch Jameson." She said. He quickly released her. "Honey what the fuck yo wrist bro." He said lifting her arms. Honey winced in pain. "This one real deep man." He said looking at one of the cuts Honey had made. "What was you thinking?" He said looking at her in disappointment. She just stared back. "Shit we gotta get you to a hospital." He said lifting her out the water.

"No Jameson no." She yelled. She was trying to break away from his arms but he was too strong. "Please." She said looking into his eyes. "Honey I got too. Look at you bruh. You tried to kill your self. You fucking slit your wrist and was ready to die. That's fucked up. You hated your sister for doing it, but look at you. Following her footsteps." He said. Honey's eyes starting pouring out tears. "can't take it. It hurts it hurts so bad."She said breaking down. Jameson wrapped his arms around her slippery body. "Get off of me. You don't fucking care none of you care just leave me the fuck alone." She yelled.

Jameson held her closer. "Honey shh we do care Honey look at me. I care." He said holding her face. He was looking directly into her eyes and for some reason, honey believed him. "Jameson I can't do it. I can't do it I can't!"She cried. "Everybody is le- leaving me. Why?" She said hyperventilating. "Breathe. Nobody is leaving you anymore it's okay I'm here." Jameson said rubbing her back. "Please don't leave me Jameson please." She said touching his chest. "I'm not going nowhere. I'm here. Forever." He said rubbing her face. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she blacked out.

The next day.

Honey woke up in a hospital bed. She looked around confused. It took her a moment to gather her thoughts. She remembered the events of the night before and looked down at her wrists. They were covered in bandages. She looked to her right and seen a red button. She quickly pressed it. The nurse ran into the room. "Yes ma'am how may I help you?" She said smiling. Honey didn't know where to start. "Jameson?" She said. The nurse was confused for a minute. "Oh the young man who brought you in? Yes I believe he's out in the waiting room with a few other people. I could send him in if you'd like." The nurse said.

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