I walk into our bathroom and see her.
Elizabeth, curled into a ball in the bathtub sobbing. I slowly walk over to her and kneel down beside her.
"Lizzy" My voice is small "come to bed"
Her eyes finally meet mine and a tinge of guilt surges through me. Her usual bright green orbs are dull and lifeless.
"Baby..." I reach towards her arm.
"Don't fucking touch me." She says coldly, jerking her arm away. I do as she says. I catch a glance at her wrists and they're bloody. My eyes burn.
"I-I'm so sorry. I told you it didn't mean any-"
"Shut up. I don't want to hear your bullshit. Leave, please, just, leave!"
She screams with tears in her eyes.
I stand up and leave. Hoping that this decision won't cost me her life.
