(Maia Mitchell plays Stevie)
Trigger warning!!!!!
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I slit my wrist the 13th time that night, and I didn't even bother to clean myself up, nobody cares so why should I?
Why am I still here?
I was sitting on my institution roof. As I sat there, I came across a thought. I'm not wanted here. Nobody cares, and I don't even know what I'll do when I get out of this place. I had to hurry, it was going to rain. I stood up, dark hair blowing in the wind. I was uncontrollably shaking, in my hospital gown. Suddenly I started crying. I stood on the edge of the roof of the mental hospital and looked down. Yup, I'd definitely be dead if I jumped. I wrapped my arms around myself, still shaking and crying. Goosebumps arrived on my skin. I took a deep breath. I closed my eyes. One foot went over the ledge.
3, my heart was beating so loud
2, My breath hitched
1, I shivered
"Hey! What're you doing! Stop!" A boyish voice with an accent yelled.
I looked back, my hair covering my face as I shook my head and put my foot back into the air, once again my breathe hitched. I took a deep breath, this was it...
But it wasn't.
This time he didn't yell, he sprinted over and grabbed me from the ledge. I felt an electric shock run through my body the moment we touched,
But I didn't have time for that.
It started raining.
"No! Stop! I wanna die" I sobbed
"Please! Let me go! Let me die" I whispered. He shook his head and brought me into a hug, rubbing my back while I cried into his chest, grabbing it like it was my lifeline. We were getting soaked but none of us seemed to care.
"I want to die" I whispered once more.
"I refuse to let you die on my watch" he said.
"I'm Stevie, who are you?" I asked groggily.
"I'm Calum"
A/n //////
Hi sorry this was short. I'm currently writing on my phone. Whaddaya guys think? Good or nah? I think not. This was so emotional, probably cause I'm sad. This whole story is sad I guess, describes my life. Anyways I'll be updating all day so.....
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