Once Upon A Wishful Ending

What have I done!

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Trigger warning -

self harm, depression and strong language.

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Recap

Beep.

Beep.

Beep. That's the sound that tells me I'm alive. I heard a small whisper say "Please be okay sissy...." and I tried to open my eyes. My eye lids fluttered open but squeezed shut from the bright white light. I opened them again and looked at my brother sat next to my bed "Rosie??..."

Rosies POV

No. No! NO! This can't be happening!My brother was here that means that my parents are here... why did I fail, what did I even do? I f*****g FAILED! I though to myself but all my thoughts were interrupted by Jackson saying "don't worry I'm not gonna let him near you anymore, he will never lay a hand on you. I promise. Just two things: 1. Don't do this again and 2 you have to tell mum or the police." I just looked at him trying to find an answer and trying to find any evidence that he was lying to me, but he wasn't. He was dead serious. I just continued to stare at him for what feels like forever.

Everyone knows! They all f*****g know! Why was I so f*****g clumsy! I f****d up big time! I kept mentally shouting at myself.

"WHY?!? Why the f**k did you do this. Do you know what would have happened if you f*****g died, DO YOU?!?" Jackson screamed at me. "I-I I don-don't kn-know, I-I'm so-sorry..." I stuttered out looking at the floor. "I'm going to go and get the doctor." With that he stormed out the room and slammed the door behind him. I flinched when it slammed shut. What have I done.

I don't know how long Jackson was gone for but it felt like forever, I was sat going through all of the sonarios in my head, different outcomes.

Will my mum hate me?

Do I tell the police? Bit I have no proof, only the word of two kids against their father.

Would Jackson forgive me?

Would I ever get better?

Did I want to get better?

I was interrupted but Jackson walking in with a nurse. I was stared at them until one of them spoke. Getting the message the nurse said "Your parents will be in a bit to talk to you. There are a couple of different options, and as it appears you will not say why you did it there are options I will recommend higher to your parents." I felt myself pale and look hopelessly at Jackson. "I just want to go home.. I whispered.

As my parents walked in my mum didn't say anything just gave me a quick kiss on the head. As my dad walked towards me Jackson stood in the way, he was about to say something but the nurse beat him too it. " Your daughter is severely underweight, she ways 45kg where someone her height and age should be around 60kg. She is also lucky she didn't cut any veins and her legs, arms and stomach are almost entirely covered in scars. There are a couple of options but I would recommend looking at admitting her to the psych ward for treatment. Unless there is anything else I will let you all talk." I sat staring at my hands picking my nails.

Jackson gave me a hug andwhispered "If you talk to the police, I will look after you, no psych ward, no intervening from mum, me and you" I looked at him to see if he was serious. He was dead serious.

Did I really want to tell them?

"Okay."