Half and Half

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I APOLOGIZE JUST PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING:

Saw this on YouTube, when I was listening to SWS. Was listening to James Dean and Audrey Hepburn, and teared up when I saw this comment. Eveybody was so nice to her, and then boom! They were all comforting her, and speaking life experiences. I love the SWS fam. :*

The comment:

This brings back memories of one of my longest and sweetest yet sourest relationships I once had. It's kinda sad because we were everything to each other and he made me the happiest person ever and he helped me through my anxiety and depression but one day I get a phone call from his mum saying that he had cancer and it was too late to help him, he was already on the third stage. After about a year, he died. It broke me. It's been almost two years and I still haven't gotten over it. This song is our song and is the one of the few thing that remains from our memories that we shared together.

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Sierra's POV

I curled up in a ball on my bed, closing my eyes.

I really don't know what to do. I mean, I knew he'd find out, I just didn't think so soon.

I sniffled, I'm such an idiot. What is going to become of us?

Dad is going to find out, and go crazy. All my sisters, relatives, find out they've all been lied to.

Everything is going to.. be destroyed.

I ruined everything.

Andrae's POV

I knocked on the door, and Chanelle opened it. I let out an aggravated groan, and she smiled widely at me.

"Hi Andraee." She stretched out my name, and sent shivers up my spine. And not in a good way.

"Chanelle, now isn't a good time, its important." I pushed past her, entering their home.

She grabbed my arm, "What's so important?"

I threw my head back, cursing, before pulling my arm free of her grasp. I sprinted up the stairs before she could react.

I banged on her door, and stood there, waiting. She didn't come open it.

Panic started to spread, fuck, what if she's harming herself?

I opened the door, running towards her limp body on her bed.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, please tell me she's okay. I crouched down, holding her curled up body. I put my arms under her neck, and legs, praying she was okay.

I walked over to the door, with her in my arms, kicking it closed. I sat on her rolling chair, inspecting her face. Her eyes were closed, and I let out a relived sigh, when I realized she was asleep.