Adam POV

(This chapter could cause triggers, so TRIGGER WARNING!!!!! Same with the next chapter. Probably)

I hear quiet sobs come from Emily's bedroom. I just look at her door, trying to find someway to comfort her, tell her it's okay. I hear mumbles and I move a little closer. I still can't hear what she is saying so I move to the door. I put my ear to the door and I can make out a few of the mumbles. "Stupid, fat, ugly, nerd, loser, idiot,worthless" so many words, so many words that Em is saying, to herself, to her soul. I turn away about to walk to my room when I hear a thud. I whirl around and stare at the door. I grab the door handle and I feel something wet touch my foot. "Em.." I jiggle the door knob, and to my not surprise, it's locked. I look at the floor concerned, but it looks like water. "Em" I try and open the door even more. "What" I hear a mumbled sound come from the other side. "Let me in. We need to talk" I try and reason. "No" I sigh and look at the ground again. Why would it be wet. I call Quentin (is that how you spell it?!?!?! I dunno) cause he's pretty good at fixing things. He walks up the stairs and stands beside me. "What's up?" He asks. I point to the floor. "Its leaking water." I explain. He stares at it and touched it gently. He stares at me with a startled look. "Adam, that's not Water" I stare at him. "Well what is it?" I ask. "Adam ITS BLOOD!!!" He yelled, causing Everyone else to turn to look at us. "why would there be blood coming from the floor?" I ask, avoiding the question. "Adam, either you know and your playing dumb or your just plain dumb! It's not coming from the floor! It's coming from em's room!" He raised his hands in the air and I hear a thud coming from the stairs. Someone falls ontop of me with a Oof and I turn my neck enough to see its Mitch. "Why in hell is there blood coming from Emily's room?" He asked, with a edge to his voice. "I don't know Mitch! I can't get in!" I yelled. He got up off of me and started slamming on the door. "EM LET ME IN!" "NO LEAVE ME ALONE" Emily screamed. "EMILY LET US IN PLEASE!" I yelled. "NO" I turned to Mitch "grab Jerome" I said quickly. Quentin ran down the stairs and I started to slam my shoulder on the door. Mitch came back with Jerome and we all started to try and open the door. "COMING THROUGH!!!!!" Quentin came back to the door with a box of something. he grabbed a wrench. "Stop, I'm gonna take down this door" we all stop. He takes the wrench and takes off the hinges. When there off we grab the door and put it on the ground. I run into em's room, but stop abruptly. In the middle of the room, curled up in a ball is Em, laying there in a pool of blood, her own blood. "Oh No Em" Mitch croaked out.