Counting Stars

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"Where the hell where you two!" My uncle bursts as we enter through the main doors.

"We went to the park" I state innocently, it's not like we robbed a bank or broke into a house for gods sake.

"You have to tell me when you go somewhere! iv been searching for you all day savanna, I thought you were stollen and had to get the police involved" he yells.

I barley ever see my uncle yell. he's always so calm and laid back, you have to really piss him off to get him to yell at you the way he is he right now.

I notice from the corner of my eye zach has a startled expression on his face as if he had just been pranked on some reality show.

"I'm so sorry, this was a misunderstanding" Ron apologizes to the police, who I

recognize one as the police who give zach his monthly-check-ins.

They hold a conversation for a few more minutes why zach and I just stand there awkwardly.

"See you next week Zachary" the red head chuckles, patting Zach's shoulder, causing him to flinch back immideanly and a shiver racks through his body.

His fists and jaw clench at the use of his full name. I remember the first day I meant him, someone used his full name and he had corrected them fairly angirly.

Zachs breath grows staggered as the red headed cop strolls away looking prideful of pissing zach off.

"Douche" he mutters threw clenched teeth, his fists clench tighter as he says this.

"Zach" I say calmly resting my hand on his shoulder and looking up into his blazing brown eyes.

"Let him go, he's not worth the attention" I mutter bitterly. Some one who dilibertly tries to piss someone who clearly is unstable off there more than douches in my eyes.

Zach huffs and grabs my hand, literally dragging me away from the main room, back to his room, where he falls into the couch with a loud huff.

"Is he trying to piss me off?" Zach exclaims angirly.

I sigh, not replying, it would most likely be better if I didn't say anything, who knows what my big mouth has in store tonight.

Zachs breathing is still heavy as he crosses his arms over his chest and seems to be glaring at the wall.

"Zach don't let him get to you" I sigh, padding over to take a seat next tbo him on the black leather couch.

He turns to me and his scowl softens and he holds his arms out, gesturing for me to let him hold me. I gratefully accept.

His chest rapidly falls up and down as I snuggle my head to his warm chest, his arms protectively wrap around my petty body as his breath l

"You have the greatest affects on me" he murmers into my hair, making my heart flood with warmness and relief.

We sit there like that for god knows how long but I feel suddenly alone when he pulls away.

I look up to meet his gaze. there's a longing of somewhat in his eyes. I can't quite read his emotions, there hidden, or at least something I don't reconize.

"You should go" his voice is Ice cold and seems now a million miles away. I'm struck with confusion, I understand he's bi-polar and all but no ones moods change that quickly.

"What's wrong?" I ask, confused and my face turns to a frown. we were fine 5 minutes ago. now he's as cold as a stone wall.

"Savanna, please just go" his voice cracks and he turns away, facing the wall.

"Why? did I do something?" I ask, guilt flooding my insides. I don't remember saying anything or doing anything that would piss him off, id never do anything on purpose.

Zach simply shakes his head no and I notice him start to shake.

"Zach" I say softly. he doesn't turn around to face me, he just keeps his back to me.

I'm getting more worried by the minute it seems. I don't no what's wrong, did I do something and he just refuses to admit it? Did something come across his brain and got to him? my mind is swirling a million miles a minute with possibilities.

It's not until I divert my attention back to zach that I realize a sob rack through his body. he's crying.

The first thing that comes to mind is why? should I ask him or just leave him be? I don't want to make him anymore upset. and knowing me, I don't know what my mouth could blurt.

"Hey" I say softly, grabbing his arm and turning his figure to face me. his eyes are red and beginning to swell. his cheeks are flushed and he looks vulnerable as ever.

"What's wrong?" I ask, zachs bottom lip quivers and he has a complete break down, falling to his knees and crying into his hands.

Iv never seen anything quiet like this before. some one just suddenly breaking down for a reason unknown to me at this moment. but I no it's the saddest thing iv ever seen, and will ever see.

When zach cries it's different from other peoples. his whole face flushes and his bottom lip begins to quiver. it makes my insides melt and I want it to be over as soon as it starts.

He soon is on the ground against the wall, cradling his knees and crying into them, for a still unknown reason.

I sit down next to him and attempt to comfort him. I try to say a few things but they seem to have no affect on him what so ever, so I go with rubbing his back.

After about 5 minutes his cries subside and I remove my hand. he sniffles before saying "why can't it all just end?". I'm confused by his question, why can't what end? but soon I the idea and shudder

But just to make sure "why can't what end?" my voice comes out as more of a squeak.

"Everything" "my life's been such a screw over, hell I flinch every time some one touches me. why did I have to have this life? out of all people. my family's dead, I have no one" another sob racks his body and my heart offically breaks.

Why did all this have to happen to him? what did anyone do to deserve any of this? Out of all people it was him. I would switch positions with him if I could, he could see what it's like to have the 'prefect' life.

We are silent for a few moments until I finally decide to speak. "I don't no" my voice cracks as I say this. I don't no how he lives with everything he does, I would fall the first step in his shoes.

"Why can't it just end today? I have nothing to live for" he speaks

This gets my immidant attention.

"Don't talk like that! everyone has something to live for" I say, raising my voice and standing to my feet.

"You don't understand what it's like to be me. always having to watch your back, always be aleart, always afraid" zach defends, also standing to his feet, towering over me once again.

"That's no exuse for suicide" I fire, he flinches at the word suicide as it rolls off my lips.

"And I may not understand but I want to try. I'm trying! your right I will never fully understand what you went through, but I can try to help if you won't push me away." I state

"Stop yelling!" he yells

Honestly I hadnet even noticed I was yelling. by now zachs fists are clenched at his side and he is glaring at me.

"Zach I-" I begin, but am soon cut off by his hand shooting up to silence me "just go" he spits.

"W-"

"Go!" he yells, causing me to flinch at the high tone and reluctantly scurry out of the room.

God the ways I try to help