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[buildingaspaceship]

Eventually, he calmed down, so went back to his room. He sat on his bed and tried to think of silence, just plain silence, trying to get the voices out of his head. But they wouldn't leave, they were whispering to him, and he could only hear them. He picks up his phone and looks at it, wanting to text her.

 

[QueenCupCake]

She kept hearing Jace's voice like he was right there, it was so clear. "you're so fat, no one would ever want you, you're stupid, ugly, I could do much better" she began shaking her head. "please stop" she whispered.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

He finally gets up the nerve and texts her, 'we need to talk. Please come back.' He puts his phone back in his pocket as he waits for her to text back, he stands up, pacing back and forth.

 

[QueenCupCake]

She fell asleep, but she was dreaming of him, of course he was standing there, telling her how much he loved her, and vice versa, then they kissed, and kept kissing. She apologized for what she had done and he apologized for keeping whatever it was that kept from her, and making that horrible comment in the hospital.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

He could still hear the voices and they were whispering the same things to him as usual. He hits the wall, hard, with his broken hand, and a sharp pain goes up his arm, he cries out in pain.

 

[QueenCupCake]

she finally woke up and saw the text but she tried to ignore it. She didn't know if she could handle it right now.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

He lays down on his bed, his hand aching with a dull pain, and he unravelled the bandage, seeing the bruises. He tries to move one of his fingers but breathes out a sharp breath. Nope.

 

[QueenCupCake]

She kept staring at the text... What to do? She definitely feel like she should give him another chance. "it hurts, that you couldn't tell me, what else are you hiding?" she asked.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

He uses his okay hand to text her back, 'I'll tell you in person.' He didn't want to discuss it over text, he couldn't get his words straight then.

 

[QueenCupCake]

"fine" she texted back hesitantly. She got her keys and drove back to the hospital, going to his room and knocking on the door.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

He opens the door, letting her in the room. The bruises were really showing on his face, and his hand was bruised and bloody now that it wasn't in the bandage. He closes the door behind her and walks back over to his bed.

 

[QueenCupCake]

"what did you do?" she asked, looking at his hand, worried about him something was way off right now, she had never really seen him like this. She sat down on the bed with him, and held his good hand.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"That doesn't matter at the moment. I want to explain to you all of this," he gestures to his room and squeezes her hand. "Thanks for coming."

 

[QueenCupCake]

"you have one chance to let me in on your secret life, what all are you hiding from me?" she asked, still a little angry

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"I have schizophrenia." He says quickly, scared that he'd ruin his chance by stuttering. He didn't want to ruin his chance. "That's why I'm here. I have a permanent room because it gets bad sometimes. You remember that week that I didn't come to school? Didn't text, or call? I told you i went on vacation with a friend. I was here."

 

[QueenCupCake]

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her eyes were wide, so wide, she felt they were going to pop out.. "wha- what?" she said, she couldn't believe it. "really?" she asked scooting closer to him.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

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"Yeah. I hear voices," he taps his forehead signalling to his brain. "I didn't want to tell you because I thought that I could sort it out but it doesn't go away."

 

[QueenCupCake]

She put her hands on his chest. "you don't have to sort it out, we can deal with this, together" she said

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"It doesn't go away, and it makes me do things, Emily." He whispers, shutting his eyes. "Sometimes when it gets really bad, I get violent, like today."

 

[QueenCupCake]

"That's why you kept grabbing me so tightly" she said, putting it together. "it doesn't matter, I'm not giving up on you" she told him.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"I don't want to hurt you, Em." He says quietly, he reaches up his broken hand and tries to move his fingers, before giving up and using his free hand to tuck some of her hair behind her ear.

 

[QueenCupCake]

"I don't think you will" she said. "you never have before" she pointed out, she brought him in close to her. "I'm not giving up on you" she told him.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"I've given up on me." He says sadly, and rests his good hand on her shoulder, "so I don't know why you haven't yet."

 

[QueenCupCake]

"because I love you" she said. "you don't give up on people you love"

 

[buildingaspaceship]

He smiles at her, and brushes his thumb along her cheek gently before kissing her on the tip of her nose. He moves away from her slowly, "do you promise me you'll get help?"