Luke's POV
She showed up. I am soo happy. She sat at the docks, one foot dangling off, as if she were trying to overcome her fear of the water. The look in her eyes, she was scared and sad, she didn't look like she wanted to overcome her fear, she looked more like she wanted to drown...shit. I ran over to her and pulled her back. She laid on the ground expressionless. I stared at her cold, broken eyes. What happened?
"Sophie are you okay?" I whispered
She didn't reply.
"Sophie!" I yelled to get her attention. She literally leaped backwards, and fell into the water. Oh fuck, she hasn't come up yet, i jumped in and swam around, i felt her body, and ducked under to pull her up. She didn't even attempt to save herself, she wasn't even holding onto me, she didn't care. Why the hell did she not want to live, ugh, i wish i could help her, but she is so reserved an quiet.
"Sophie" i realized i was crying.
"Luke I'm sorry, you don't need to worry about me" she said as i cried into her hair.
"Don't be sorry, just tell me why" i said.
"I-i can't" she started crying.
