Bella's POV

TW: Suicide attempt, abuse

 That's it! I thought, after Carl and Susan had beat me up for the millionth time. I'm done! I can't live like this anymore. I ran up the stairs, to the highest window I could find. I climbed out onto the roof. This is the end. I can't do this. I cried, and cried. Carl and Susan were out, thankfully. They had decided I had been beaten enough for the time being and left. It had just been a few minutes ago, but they were probably long gone by now. Just as I was about to jump, I had a flashback.

 Barrett was holding me. We were both sobbing. "Bella." She said through tears, "I just want you to know, that even if we have to be apart, me and the rest of the cast will always be here for you." 

 I came back to the present. I climbed back in, and grabbed my stuff. Running away, once again. I opened the door, and ran as fast as I could to the August Wilson. I suddenly felt very very weak. I hadn't eaten in weeks. I had trouble breathing. I approached the theatre. Just keep going, Bella. You can do this. I reached for the handle of the stage door and felt my feet fall beneath me. Then, everything went black.

AN: I fixed it! (Sort of) Anyways, Bella's going back to the hospital. Please don't sue me. -Lila.