Bam and Me, chapter 8
"Yes?"
"I love you" I felt my heart racing.
"Really? Like love me, love me?" he asked.
I nodded, "It took me a while to realise."
Bam put his hand on my arm and I moved towards him and hugged him. It was the most meaningful hug from him that I had ever had.
"So, does this mean we are going out now?" he asked, I smiled and nodded.
"Yesssss," Bam whooped.
Everyone was happy that Bam and I were finally a couple.
"Well I knew you two would end up together eventually," April said when we told her. I grinned and kissed Bam. He ment so much to me, he kept me sane and alive.
Bam and I were going steady for a few months and I was happier than I had ever been in my life, everything seemed to be going right for me, but I had no idea that was about to change.
I had gone over to California to see my brother for the weekend and Bam had stayed behind so I couldn't wait to get back to him. I rushed into the house and called his name but he didn't answer. I went up into his room and he was asleep so I crawled in bed next to him and wrapped my arms around him.
"That you Missy?" he mumbled. I sat straight up.
"Missy? What the fuck?" I asked, Bam woke up and looked at me.
"Uhh."
"Uhh, is about right, who the fuck is Missy?" I asked sternly, Bam looked round trying to find an answer that wouldn't make me scream.
"No one, it just slipped out" he said. I glared at him and went to his bin and started chucking things out, looking for a condom wrapper that I don't remember putting on him. Sadly I found one.
"What's this Bam?" I asked tonelessly.
"It's Steve-O's," Bam shrugged.
"Yea right, who are you fucking?"
"Bam I got you a - oh shit," a girl just walked back in the room with a cup of tea for Bam, she stopped and looked at me in fright.
"Oh shit," Bam echoed.
"Oh shit? Oh shit? Is all you have to say after I catch you out?" I asked, feeling so angry, I wanted to kill him, I wanted to kill her, I wanted to kill myself.
"Stella please I can explain."
"I don't want to hear it," I said and left without another word, as I passed Bam's new girlfriend, I purposfully bumped the cup and she split hot tea down her front. I felt myself smile a bit as I heared her scream in pain.
I got in my car and took off home, not paying attention to stop signs or anything. I'm surprised I didn't die on the way home. I blatantly decided I wanted to die so I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed a sharp knife and stabbed it into the main artery in my leg. I could see Bam's car pulling up in my drive way but the pain was so intense that I passed out on the floor, the knife still in my leg.
"Stella? Are you ok sis?" I heard Anthony's voice swimming round in my head and I struggled to focus the room.
"Am I dead?" I asked bluntly.
"No" Anthony told me, I started crying.
"I DON'T WANT TO LIVE!!!! I WANT TO DIE!!! SOMEONE KILL ME PLEASE!!!!" I screamed and thrashed about in my bed. Doctors and nurses swarmed around me and held me still while they injected a sedative and I calmed down a bit.
"I don't want to live," I mumbled to Anthony.
"Shhhh, I know you don't but it'll all get better, I promise" he said and brushed my hair out of my eyes.
"Why am I here?" I asked.
"Bam brought you here, he saw you lying on the ground with a knife in your leg and he took you to hospital straight away."
Bam's name brought on a pang of pain and remorse, I hated the bastard right now.
"Bam is a faggot," I scorned.
"What? I thought you two-"
"Well so did I until I met his girlfriend Missy," I sneered.
Anthony grunted. "Bastard, stay here," he told me.
"Oh yes, well I had a library book to return, but sure I'll stay here,al" I said sarcastically as my brother ran from the room.
"I love you" I felt my heart racing.
"Really? Like love me, love me?" he asked.
I nodded, "It took me a while to realise."
Bam put his hand on my arm and I moved towards him and hugged him. It was the most meaningful hug from him that I had ever had.
"So, does this mean we are going out now?" he asked, I smiled and nodded.
"Yesssss," Bam whooped.
Everyone was happy that Bam and I were finally a couple.
"Well I knew you two would end up together eventually," April said when we told her. I grinned and kissed Bam. He ment so much to me, he kept me sane and alive.
Bam and I were going steady for a few months and I was happier than I had ever been in my life, everything seemed to be going right for me, but I had no idea that was about to change.
I had gone over to California to see my brother for the weekend and Bam had stayed behind so I couldn't wait to get back to him. I rushed into the house and called his name but he didn't answer. I went up into his room and he was asleep so I crawled in bed next to him and wrapped my arms around him.
"That you Missy?" he mumbled. I sat straight up.
"Missy? What the fuck?" I asked, Bam woke up and looked at me.
"Uhh."
"Uhh, is about right, who the fuck is Missy?" I asked sternly, Bam looked round trying to find an answer that wouldn't make me scream.
"No one, it just slipped out" he said. I glared at him and went to his bin and started chucking things out, looking for a condom wrapper that I don't remember putting on him. Sadly I found one.
"What's this Bam?" I asked tonelessly.
"It's Steve-O's," Bam shrugged.
"Yea right, who are you fucking?"
"Bam I got you a - oh shit," a girl just walked back in the room with a cup of tea for Bam, she stopped and looked at me in fright.
"Oh shit," Bam echoed.
"Oh shit? Oh shit? Is all you have to say after I catch you out?" I asked, feeling so angry, I wanted to kill him, I wanted to kill her, I wanted to kill myself.
"Stella please I can explain."
"I don't want to hear it," I said and left without another word, as I passed Bam's new girlfriend, I purposfully bumped the cup and she split hot tea down her front. I felt myself smile a bit as I heared her scream in pain.
I got in my car and took off home, not paying attention to stop signs or anything. I'm surprised I didn't die on the way home. I blatantly decided I wanted to die so I went straight to the kitchen and grabbed a sharp knife and stabbed it into the main artery in my leg. I could see Bam's car pulling up in my drive way but the pain was so intense that I passed out on the floor, the knife still in my leg.
"Stella? Are you ok sis?" I heard Anthony's voice swimming round in my head and I struggled to focus the room.
"Am I dead?" I asked bluntly.
"No" Anthony told me, I started crying.
"I DON'T WANT TO LIVE!!!! I WANT TO DIE!!! SOMEONE KILL ME PLEASE!!!!" I screamed and thrashed about in my bed. Doctors and nurses swarmed around me and held me still while they injected a sedative and I calmed down a bit.
"I don't want to live," I mumbled to Anthony.
"Shhhh, I know you don't but it'll all get better, I promise" he said and brushed my hair out of my eyes.
"Why am I here?" I asked.
"Bam brought you here, he saw you lying on the ground with a knife in your leg and he took you to hospital straight away."
Bam's name brought on a pang of pain and remorse, I hated the bastard right now.
"Bam is a faggot," I scorned.
"What? I thought you two-"
"Well so did I until I met his girlfriend Missy," I sneered.
Anthony grunted. "Bastard, stay here," he told me.
"Oh yes, well I had a library book to return, but sure I'll stay here,al" I said sarcastically as my brother ran from the room.
