Alex raced into the hospital doors, those terrible words replaying in his head like a broken record.
Your girlfriend has attempted suicide.
Your girlfriend has attempted suicide.
Your girlfriend has attempted suicide.

He recieved the call a half-hour earlier. He had went to pick up some food for lunch. He had barely left her alone for an hour. And now she was almost gone. The love of his life tried to end everything. His mind flashed back to a few weeks earlier.

"Alex. They say I don't deserve you. They tweeted me saying I'm too fat to be your girlfriend. They comment on our photos saying you can do better. Why won't they just leave us alone, Alex?"
"I don't know, Caydee. They are obsessive. But don't let the petty fans get to you, okay? You're beautiful, and I love you no matter what they say. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. Don't let them in. I don't want you slipping back into your old lifestyle, okay? I can't bear that."
"Okay." She whispered with sadness.

And then a week or so after.

"You're so beautiful, Caydee." He whispered into her lips, pushing her lightly into the wall, pressing his hips onto hers. When she flinched, he looked at her with confusion.
"I'm sorry, Lex." She whispered in response. He leaned down, taking the hem of her sweater and lifting it up and over her head. He stared in shock at the angry slashes and hateful phrases that covered old scars on pale skin.
"Why did you do this again?"
"I deserve it." She whispered through tears.
"You don't deserve anything like this." Alex said as he took her hands, noticing more red lining the insides of her wrists. He lowered his lips to them and kissed her. He then moved his head to her stomach and kissed the angry slashes.

Alex returned to reality when he reached the front desk. "I'm here to see Caydee Parson." He swallowed. "Suicide attempt."
The aging nurse behind the desk nodded. "Who are you, exactly?"
"Alex. Alex Gaskarth. Her boyfriend. I should be listed as her emergancy contact." Alex whispered
"Oh, yes. Here, Nurse Wright will escort you to her." She said with sympathetic eyes.
"Right this way, Mr. Gaskarth." The younger nurse said, leading him into a hallway with a sign labeled "Psychiactric Wing".
They walked in silence, until they reached a hallway.
"How is she looking?" Alex muttered.
"Better than when they found her. She should be alright, eventually."
"Okay." He swallowed hard as they approached the door.
"I'm so sorry, Alex. I know this is hard." She whispered.
"Yeah. Is this it then?" He gestured to the door.
"Yes. Go ahead in. A doctor or psychiatrist should be in shortly. I believe she is still asleep."
"Thank you." He whispered as he opened the door.

Notes

So yeah. I've bummed myself out. This fic is going to be super short. Maybe like 1-3 more chapters. Love you guys.
xoxo.
-Sammy.