// Tbh I hope that this is getting better for yall cause I think that I'm getting worse, but tell me what you think! //
《Jake's POV》
She cut.
She cut deep.
She cut down the vain and fainted.
I jumped at her. I tore my shirt off and wrapped it around her arm.
I can't let her die. I need to know why she is like this. Why she is ignored. I want her to change and have a happy life again.
As her arm bled through my makeshift bandage, I ran to the bathroom which took me a second to find.
When I got back with the emergency kit, I saw her face.
Pale. White even. Almost the color of snow.
I grabbed everything that could possibly stop the crimson blood oozing from her skin.
I had run out of bandages and I could already see the crimson color appearing fast.
I couldn't bare to see her go. I picked her barely breathing self up and ran through her house. I found keys and carefully put her in the front seat.
I sped off and may have run many red lights.
The car wasn't fast enough. The bandages were crimson and already oozing fresh blood.
I barely parked correctly. I just got out not caring about the car and running to the emergency place.
They took her away and left me standing there.
Will she be ok........
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The One Who Was Forgotten
Teen Fiction//TRIGGER WARNING\\ INCLUDES THINGS THAT COULD CAUSE YOU TO HURT YOUR SELF PLEASE DONT HURT YOURSELF SKIP PART IF NEEDED Have you ever felt left out. Kind of like the third wheel sort of thing where you just sit in the back and watch your best frien...
