Mentions of depression and suicide read at own risk
I’m on my phone texting Mark, when all of a sudden I got a call. It was from a # that I couldn’t recognize since it was 12:00 in the morning in Ireland, so I let it go to voicemail, bad choice. The voicemail had my partner (y/n) voice and she seemed very upset so I texted mark
Jack: hey mark I have to go now talk to you soon
I then called them. I began to worry when I went to voicemail. I then got out of bed, grab my keys, and left to their house. On my way I kept calling and a little later they finally picked up.
Jack: Hey I’m headed to your house be their in a few secs. Is everything alright.
Jack: yeah that’s a lie look I’m here now so I’ll see you inside.
Then (y/n) said a trigger word that made me run inside to her only bathroom. The word was maybe. I found her with a knife in her hand aiming for her heart. I Ran and knocked the knife out of her hand. A few seconds later I had her pinned down on the ground. What were you thinking I yelled at her. I-I’m s-s-sorry they began to cry and tell me all about the abuse she’s had until me. I picked them up and went to the living room. I sat on the couch still holding her and cradled them. They cried in my arms for a good minute before I spoke. I will never hurt you and I am going to get you help. I squeezed them gently. This was going to be a long journey for both of us.