Love Wasted

My hands trembled as I bursted through the door, tightly gripping the door knob.
“JENNA WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOURSELF?”I cried
“Morgan!”My sister Jenna turned around, dropping the pill bottle in her hands
I looked at her from head to toe and my mouth dropped
“Jenna.....no.”I gasped
She was completely different
Her hair, her long curly golden hair that used to cascade down her back was chopped off to her shoulders.
And it wasn’t blonde anymore.
It was fiery orange
Her clothes were disgusting. She used to wear simple T-Shirts and hoodies with sweat pants or jeans. Now she..........she looked like an emo prostitute from the Bronx!
Her black T-Shirt was ripped off in the middle so it just came above her belly button, her white skinny jeans were ripped from her shins to her thighs. Her showing through her jeans was red.
She had makeup streaming down her face. Her cheeks flushed red behind the thick layer of mascara.
“Jena stop. Now. What happened?”I asked
“He was cheating on me with some girl!”she slumped down on her bed
I sat down next to her
“I’m sorry-STOP IT!”I yelled as I saw her arms
She had cuts marking up her amrs
“Why? It’s not like anyone cares about me.”she said
“I do!”I said
“You can stop lying Morgan.”she said
“I’m not lying.”I said
I got up and walked around her room
I picked up the garbage pail.
I took any sharp objects and scooped them up and into the garbage
I saw her computer screen light up
“What did you post!”I asked, dropping the garbage
“Just a video.”She shrugged
I got on her computer and started watching the video
“This is for Mari trashing mel. Backstabbing best friends leave scars, and here’s this one.”She struck her wrist with a razor
I shut down her computer
“Stop it Jenna! Now!”I yelled
I got up and went over to her
There was a bulging in her cheek, and she looked hesitant to swallow what was in her mouth
I put my hand in front of her mouth
“Spit it out.”I said, angered
She spit at least two dozen tiny little pills into my hand
“WHAT THE HARRY ARE THESE?”I yelled
“Sleeping pills.”She crossed her arms
“Jen, stop. I told you not to trust him in the first place. Now you’re trying to kill yourself over him! Don’t keep yourself hung up on him!”I said
“I loved him and he hurt me.”she said
“WHO CARES ABOUT THAT JACK-RGH! COME ON!”I yelled
I grabbed her arm and pulled her downstairs.
“MOM!”I screamed
“Stop it Morgan!”Jenna fought against me
I pulled her into the kitchen where my mom was
“JENNA WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOURSELF!”my mom screamed
“She’s hurting herself. She was just about to attempt suicide. I stopped her. She’s taking all these bizarre drugs and cutting herself!”I said
“I’m taking you to the hospital.”she said
My mom grabbed the keys, put everything away and we dragged Jenna out to the car.
This was breaking my heart. My older sister, my only sibling was trying to hurt herself all because of a guy.
I told her he was no good. But no. She didn’t trust me.
We took Jenna to the hospital and we had to leave an hour later
I went into Jenna’s room without my mom noticing
I grabbed all sharp objects, pill bottles, everything, and harm-proofed her room.
I cleaned up bloodstains on her desk.
When I was done, her room looked like it used too.
But when I went into the bathroom, my heart sank.
There was a suicide note laying on the counter
It read,
“Dear whoever,
What am I living for? I might as well be gone! No one loves me, no one likes me, and I just thought ‘hey, the hell with it!’.
I have no reason to live anymore. So why stay alive for nothing?
Bye forever”
I started crying
I ran downstairs to me mom
My mom snatched the paper out of my hand before I could say a word
She sank down onto the couch
The note shook in her hand
The next day,
We went to see Jenna in the hospital
My mom was talking to the doctor while I was trying to talk to Jenna
I sat on the edge of her bed
“I can’t stand you after yesterday.”I said
“See! Why did you stop me then?”she asked
“BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT YOU! OKAY! IT PISSES ME OFF THAT YOU TRY TO KILL YOURSELF OVER SOME GUY THAT’S A TOTAL JERK. NOT TO MENTION I WARNED YOU THAT SOMETHING DIDN’T SEEM RIGHT ABOUT HIM! NEXT TIME, DON’T WRITE SOME SUICIDE NOTE THAN TRY TO KILL YOURSELF CAUSE IT’S SERIOUSLY PISSING ME OFF! GET A REALITY CHECK JENNA, HE’S NOT WORTH YOUR LIFE!”I yelled
My mom and the doctor walked in right after I was finished with my rant
“Morgan, we have to go.”my mom said
“Why?”I asked
I wanted to stay. I had PLENTY more to say to my sister
“They’re moving your sister.”she said
“And where exactly are they moving me?”Jenna asked
“Rehab.”the doctor said
I got up and ran out
I slumped in the chair in the waiting room
I brought my knees up and buried and hid my face
“Are you okay?”I heard someone ask
I looked up
There was a boy who looked about a year older than me, Jenna’s age, standing there
“Yeah, fine.”I turned my head
“You don’t seem fine.”he said, sitting down next to me
“Well I am. So bye.”I said
“What’s wrong? It’s okay, I won’t tell anybody.”he said
I hesitated, “My sister.”
“What’s wrong with her?”he asked
“She has to go to rehab.”I said
“So does my sister. She’s 15. She has a problem.”he said
I looked at him
“I’m sorry I snapped”I said
“It’s okay, you’re really upset. I understand.”he said
We sat there for a minute
“I’m Jeremy.”he said
“Morgan.”I said
Two days later.....
I went to see Jenna in rehab
I walked down the hallway and I bumped into somebody
“Oh gosh, sorry-Jeremy?”I said looking up
“Oh, hi. Morgan right?”Jeremy said
“Yeah.”I said
“So what are you doing here?”he asked
“I was going to see my sister.”I said
“Oh, I was just coming back from seeing my sister. She’s in this room with this girl.......I feel so bad for her, the girl, she’s just.....but she’s so.....beautiful...I don’t know why she would do something like that to herself.”he shook his head
“What’s her name?”I asked
“I think it’s like Jennifer or something.......no wait, it’s Jenna.”he said
“That’s my sister.”I ran to the room
“MORGAN!”I heard him yell in the distance
He chased me into the room
“Jenna.”I said
She looked somewhat normal again.
Her hair was blonde again, her scars were healing, she was almost the Jenna I used to know
“Morgan who’s that?”Jenna asked
“This is Jeremy.”I said
I came to talk to Jenna, but no. It just turned into ‘Oh let’s watch Jenna flirt with Jeremy, some random guy I ran into at the hospital the other day that ironically just so happened to have a sister that was going to rehab that’s apparently in the same room as Jenna’
A month later..........
Jenna was out of rehab. And she was with Jeremy
I was happy for her.
But I was happier that she wasn’t hurting herself anymore

Reviews

[Mathias Winters]

An interesting style. It works though. I liked it and it kept me interested.

I would say that you should say at the end a few reasons why the girl wasn't hurting herself anymore. It just seemed to skip to the fact that she was suddenly better. That seemed out of place.

This entire thing seems like it could be made into a book. I encourage people to make things into books a lot. (It's almost a habit) Because sometimes they just beg to be written. You have a great style here. Why not make it a bit more descriptive and make something purely awesome? It's already awesome. Make it awesomer.

[Elaenor Aisling]

Nice style you have going here, it's almost like a poem, and it adds intensity to your work that long sentences would take out. A very real and raw piece. Good work.