Counting Stars

16 year old Lela Hemmings has never felt real love. Her father died when she was 15 and her mother died giving birth to Lela. Lela lives with her Aunt. She is depressed, insecure, and shy. She walks the halls with her head down and her mouth shut. She is bullied though. Pushed. Laughed at. Judged. Due to her shyness, she literally doesn't talk to people. At all. As a result, she is afraid to stand up for herself. Then someone walked into her life. She didn't want them to stay, but she didn't want them to leave. Can someone as simple as a person, as simple as a boy, change her life?


27. This Cant Be It.

This Cant Be It.

I sit in the car. Silence. Until Bella speaks up.

"This is fun! We have a stranger in the backseat of our car. We are taking this stranger to a hospital. And she hasn't said a single thing yet... well since we got in the car at least."

Karly shoots her a sharp look that clearly says, "I will smack you!" Bella did a slight fake cough as she shifts in her seat and looks out the window, clearly getting the hint.

I see the hospital.

"I can walk from here." I speak up.

"Really?" Bella sits up.

"Yeah, its not that far." I explain as start to get out of the car that had just stopped. I say thank you and walk up to the hospital.


I step into Ashton's room. He was sitting up, but he still looked weak.

"How are you feeling?" I ask.

"I feel like a dead cow." He mutters.

"The doctor said you can talk now." I say. He nods and moves over slightly. He motions me to come sit my him on the bed.

"We all miss you." I sigh as I carefully sit down. He immediately kisses my cheek.

"Did you hear about Jessica?" He asks. I hold back my tears. He notices and fully turns his head toward me. I see bruises and scars and cuts on the side of his head that he had been hiding.

I clench my jaw.

"This is not your fault, Lela. You didn't hurt me. You didn't tell Jessica to kill herself." He says weekly.

"Ashton, I made her feel like that was the only choice!"

"But, listen to me. You couldn't have been the only thing that broke her down."

"What if I was!"

"BUT you weren't!" He almost yells. He quickly grabs his throat and starts couching. I gently put my hand on his back and the coughing slowly starts to stop.

"Lela, I cant do this anymore." He starts to cry.

"This pain, its too much. Its not you, its the cuts, the scars, it hurts, Lela." He whimpers.

"What do you mean?"

"I cant LIVE like this."

My heart sank, knowing exactly what he meant.


A/N: OMG DONT KILL ME I HAVE A PLAN!!! Oh and sorry it takes me so long to update... school is hard.

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