18. Families & Foster Homes Part 4
Disclaimer: I do not own austin and ally
After talking to the girls for a little bit, ally went into the bathroom. She did it right when everyone started talking about what happened to their families. She went in and I immediately heard crying. "Can you guys just give me a sec?" I asked the girls and then walked over to the bathroom. 'She went to the bathroom. Both of her parents dead. Just gotten beat up. In December. The month of Christmas. Me. The only one that's really there for her.' I thought as I stood by the door. I knew what she was doing and I had to stop her before it was too late.
I heard her sob, and then I heard nothing. That's when I knew she winced. "Ally, it's austin. Get out of there." I commanded. "No." She answered between sobs and winces. "I'm coming in." I said as I opened the door. "No! I'm in the bathroom." She spit back. "Obviously." I said as I walked in. I saw exactly what I was expecting to see. Pocket Knifes. "Ally, I know you're having a hard time right now, but there's no need to cut." I said, taking away the pocket knife from her hand. "Yes, there is. People wouldn't want to adopt me anyways, so what's the point of living?" She said, sobbing. We both had a moment of silence before I pulled her into a hug. "Don't think like that. You're great and I bet a bunch of people would want you." I whispered calmly into her hair. She didn't say anything for a few seconds she just sobbed. "No. Why would anyone want to adopt an 18 year old from a foster home? If I were that kind person, I'd actually be embarrassed to have me." She said. I was about to say something when she continued. "Nobody wants me. Nobody likes me. Nobody loves me. I should just die now. That way, the world will be happy. Happy I'm gone. Happy I'm dead. They wouldn't even care enough to have a funeral. Julia's right. They wouldn't even notice I'm gone." I just hugged her tighter.