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My arm gets yanked roughly, and the person who saved me causes me to fly with them across the road and onto the sidewalk.

I should be thankful, I should be thanking him, but instead I'm thrashing in his arms wanting out and wishing I'd get ran over.

"Let me go! I want to die! I want to die!" I scream on the top of my lungs.

I wouldn't stop struggling no matter what, I needed to end me. I only hurt people, I've always hurt people in some type of way. I even hurt myself for fuck sakes.

"Shh, you're safe now..." Three words from a familiar voice. Those are the words I need to hear right now. I clear my throat getting my voice back to normal after screaming so much, I murmur, "Beckett?"

Instead of a soft caress, I get a hard slap across the face. "No bitch, who the fuck is Beckett?! Its Rowan."

I should've remembered I lost Mia and Beckett forever...

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