"Chris!?" I threw myself upon the door in attempt to bring it down.
The last time I did, the door swung open, revealing a sobbing Chris holding a blade to her unslit wrist.
"Honey are you okay?"
"17 Days.We said never."
"Oh, Chris. You know I love you?"
Chris started to bawl again.
"That's why Im so angry at myself."
She brought the blade down to the floor, then back up slowly and shakely.
I held her shaking hand and slowly and took the blade out of her hand, throwing it in the sink.
"Im so sorry"
Chris cupped my cheek.
"Its okay.You know why?"
She wiped her tears.
"Why."
I looked at her with pride.
"Because you stopped yourself."
She smiled and I squeezed her hand.
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