Dark Paradise

Chapter 1

Another Brase story! I just love the relationship that Bree and Chase have, and I thought, why not write another story about them? Anyways, please leave any suggestions below if you guys have any ideas, and let's get this story started. 

We were at the grocery store, and I looked over at Chase. He seemed a bit nervous as I noticed his long sleeve shirt. It wasn't usual for Chase to wear such a thing since he was always wearing his flannel shirts. He held his sleeves down, and I was wondering what was wrong with him since he was sweating a bit.

Chase, are you alright? I asked him as I brushed my hand against his arm, and he winced. He didn't say a word as he took off running to the medication aisle, and I was so confused on what was wrong with him. Adam and Leo were in the cereal aisle, and they asked me what cereal I wanted.

I didn't tell them anything as I was still worried on why Chase had ran off like that. We headed home after we put the groceries in the car, and Chase was quiet the entire ride home. I tried talking to him since we were still half a hour away from getting home, but he ignored me by falling asleep.

About two hours later, I'm watching a romance movie with Tasha. She asked me how things were with Owen, and to be honest, she wasn't so sure anymore. I don't know, Tasha. I feel like we've been too distant from each other. I'll see what he's up to, and I'm hoping we can hangout. I told her as I went upstairs, and I blushed when I heard someone singing.

All my friends tell me I should move on

I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song

Ah, that's how you sing it

Loving you forever, can't be wrong

Even though you're not here, won't move on

Ah, that's how we play it...

I peered into the room, and it was Chase who had been singing. He placed his guitar down, and he blushed in embarrassment when he saw that I had been listening the entire time. I gasped when I saw the cut marks on his wrists, and he immediately covered his wrists. It's not what it looks like! I said nervously, and Bree came over.

Chase, why would you do such a thing? This can kill you! I shouted at him, and he cried as tears ran down his face. I'm sorry, Bree! It was the only way! I cried angrily, and she gasped when she saw that I had the razor blade in my hand, and I was about to cut myself when Bree threw the blade out of my hand.