Strings

It's Up To You

LENA POV

"Mom how could you tell her that? How could you?" I said screaming at the top of my lungs at what I had just heard my mother say over the phone.

"Lena I did what was best. Stef broke your heart! You know it!"

"So what! I wanted to talk to her! I wanted to see how she is!"

"Well I can tell you how she is. She sounded high."

"How do you even know that?! How?"

"Oh Lena come on! How many times are you going to keep making this mistake! I have told you time and time again Stef is no good! She's not. She has too many problems which you can't help her with. The best thing you can do is cut her out of your life and live yours. People like her never change and she lives a different life then you and always will.  She is toxic and draining and I don't want you around her. That's the last time I will say it."

Bursting into a million tears I headed to the phone to call Jenna's as my mother snatched the phone from me.

"Leave me alone I want to call her! I love her!"

"No!  I won't have it! Stop giving your heart to her. You can't help her! You can't and she is not good!"

"I will always try to help her! Always and you will never ever stop me!"

"If you pick that phone up young lady I will call the police and tell them we never gave permission for her to enter our home. And I will make sure you stay in Europe for the remainder of your college years."

"What? You wouldn't do that?"

"I would. Do not test me Lena Elizabeth Adams."

Feeling the tears run down my face  I hung the phone up almost slamming it as I felt more hate for my mother more then anything.

"She was right. You are a cold, heartless bitch." I spat out as my mother slapped me harder then anything across the face. Holding my cheek with my hand for it stung we both glared at each other  as I stormed out the room slamming the door harder then ever.

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STEF POV

As I made my way back to the apartment all I wanted to do was sleep and put this terrible day behind me. Maybe if I slept the next day would be better but I was pretty sure that would not be the case. Unlocking the door I was happy to see there was no party tonight as I flipped on the light seeing Jenna passed out on the couch. Not thinking anything of it I heated up the last of the soup for it was the only thing I could probably get down nowadays. 

"Jenna are you hungry?" I yelled.

After not hearing a sound from her I grabbed the soup from the pot and placed it on the dirty coffee table that was littered with cigarettes and beer. As I glanced to her she wasn't even moving and I shook her.

"Jenna do you want food? Wake up."

Shacking her again she wasn't waking up and I was growing nervous as I kept shaking her lifeless body. Looking to the ground I saw a mirror that was filled with coke and I shook her once again.

"Jenna! Jenna! Wake up!" I yelled rolling her over and she still didn't respond as I felt her pulse. It was very faint and I knew something was very wrong as I shook her again.

"Shit! Jenna what the fuck did you do?!" I yelled panicking for I could see she got some bad drugs and I needed to get her to the hosptial as  I quickly dialed 911. Tossing the coke down the toilet and chucking the mirror in the garage I held her hand as the ambulance arrived and climbed in the back with her. The entire thing was surreal more surreal then ever as my head was spinning itself at everything going on. How did any of this happen? When? Holding her hand and feeling tears fall down my eyes I knew it wasn't looking good. Sure Jenna wasn't the greatest person but I never would want anything terrible to happen to her. Ever.