Chapter 13

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⚠️‼️This chapter has suicidal thoughts and actions!! If you are triggered by this I recommend you do not read this‼️⚠️

Two-bit POV
Man I messed up.
What did I do to deserve this?
These thoughts kept haunting me as I tried to get some sleep.
This isn't your fault, is it?
No this was Marcia's fault, that bitch.
After what felt like hours, I fell asleep.
I woke up to a door slamming.
I shot up immediately, it had scared me, and rubbed my eyes and saw it was Darry.
He didn't acknowledge me, he just walked directly to his room.
"Great" I thought "now I'll never get back to sleep".
Then all of the memories of last night came rushing back.
"Where's y/n?" Was the first thing I said and I got up and walked to her bedroom.
I cautiously opened the door and peeked inside.

She wasn't there.

I was worried, where is she?
This is all my fault god damn it!
If none of this ever happened she would be here!
She would be ok!
Now we don't know where she is, is she in trouble?
I don't know!
Because this is all my fault!
I ran out the door and searched for her.
Maybe she was jumped and she's still outside.

The thought of that happening to her just hurt my heart.

I searched around town for an hour, but she was no where.
I went back to the Curtis's house and sat down on the couch.
No one was awake yet.
Man none of this would have happened if I was ever born, and why should I now? I lost the girl I loved the most, the girl that kept me alive, because of a stupid Soc girl.
Why did this have to happen?
I grabbed my switch blade and walked into the bathroom.
I pulled it out and said "it's time we erase our mistakes" and I started cutting my arms. Everywhere.
I heard a noise call my name, then a banging on the door.
"Who-?" Was all I managed to get out before the door opened and I hit the floor.

Everything went black.

Soda POV
I was first up this morning, which meant I had to make breakfast.
I got dressed and went to see if Darry was home.
I walked to his room and saw him passed out in his bed.
"Ok good he's home" I thought.
Then I remembered, y/n!
I went to her room and opened the door but she wasn't there.
I sighed and walked back out to the living room and remembered the Two-bit had spent the night.
I know he wouldn't leave because he comes here for breakfast every morning.
I saw the bathroom door closed, I knocked on it calling "Two?".
I didn't get an answer which worried me.
I opened the door and heard "who-?" And saw Two-bit falling to the ground.
"Two!" I shouted but I got no response.

Then I saw it.
The many cut marks on his arms.

"Oh my god" I said and carried him into the living room and laid him on the couch.
I was panicking, I didn't know what to
do. I ran to my room and shook Pony awake. "Pony help! Two-but cut himself and I need help bandaging him!".
He got up straight away and helped me.
We cleaned and wrapped his cuts, making sure they stopped bleeding.
By this time the rest of the gang was coming into the house.
"Woah what happened here?" Steve said, I sighed "Two-bit cut himself" I told them and they looked shocked.
They all came and huddled over him, checking on him.
Why did he do this?
Was this because of y/n?
When he wakes up he needs to talk to us.

Y/n POV
Awhile back Dally told me about this abandoned church in Windrixville, so that's where I decided to go.
None of the other guys would know where to find me, and I was fine with that.
I walked down a rock road for a half hour until I came across a hill, which revealed the church on top of it.
Thank god I found it.
I got inside and it was insanely dusty.
I started coughing like crazy.
I sat down on the dirt covered cement floors of the church, staring down every inch of the place.
I soon realized I was bored out of my mind and got up to walk into town.
I had some money so I went to a DQ and got some food.
Then, I walked to a convenience store and bought some book.
I am not one for reading but I'm going to be bored out of my mind here for awhile so I might as well.
I also stole a pack of cigs since I left mine back at home.
I walked back to the church and sat back down again.
I heard something skittering around and it gave me chills.
I was honestly really tired so I decided to go to sleep.
No bed for me tonight, just a cold hard floor.
I guess it's going to be like this for awhile.

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