Wherever You Go (Sequel to Whatever Falls, Breaks)

LEAVE. ME. ALONE.

•Bradley's POV•

I'm on the window ceal staring out into the dark skies of the night.

Everyone else already went to sleep. I don't know why...because Rowan is coming back over to spend time with us before we leave.

I can't believe Sabrina did what she did. Just when I thought I wanted to marry her after college.

I'm torn from my thoughts by a knock on the door.

I get up and throw pillows at Peyton and Corey "Get up, Row is here"

I open the door not looking at her. I walk away but then she speaks up.

"Bradley"

That's not Rowan's voice... Its Sabrina's.

I turn and glare at her "What do you want"

"Can we talk" she asks

"In have nothing to say"

"But I do"

I just stare at her

"I'm sor- "

"NO! Just stop.... I'm tired of the 'I'm sorrys' because you're not sorry Sabrina"

"But I am" she says tearing up

"YOU'RE NOT!! BUT I DONT CARE ANYMORE. I DONT WANT TO BE WITH YOU!! I WILL NOT FOEGIVE YOU THIS TIME. LEAVE. ME. ALONE" then k slam the door

"Im guessing that wasn't Rowan?" Peyton asks

•Sabrina's POV•

I can't believe what he just said. I can't help myself, I just start bawling my eyes out.

I turn to walk out and see Rowan standing there.

"A-are you okay" she asks quietly

I ignore the question and run past her and out of the wall.

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I walk into my room and just cry. I have no one to comfort me...no one to tell me its gonna be okay.

I just want to relieve the pain. I want to sleep but there is too much going through my mind.

I start pacing the room... My heart is racing because of all the stress. My eye lands on a box cutter near a pile of cardboard.

Without thinking, I grab it and slide it across my wrist.

For a while all I can think about is the pain, its overwhelming.

I always thought that it didn't make sense for people to cut, but look at me now.

I clean the blade and my wrist. I wrap it up and lay on my bed, trying to forget about all this mess.

But I know that won't happen

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Please, if you have ever cut or do cut don't take any offense to this. I also wanna say that if you do cut...it won't fix a thing.

I don't know how depression feels ...and I can't relate...but I know that cutting won't help. You're hurting yourself and the ones that love you

And if it means anything. I love and care about each and every one of you. You are important

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Hope you liked this chapter

Byeeeee