Savior

Chapter 15: Don't Give up

Chapter 15: Don't Give up

Someone knocks on my door, startling the twins. I put Toby in the playpen with Carson and press play on my sound system, letting lullaby music play, before answering the door." Hey, Katelyn, come on in." I greet opening the trailer door. I pick Toby up and Katelyn picks Carson up. We sit on the couch holding the now quite twins." So, what went down with Chandler today?" She asks me, I grimace and roll my eyes." Kate, you do realize I don't like him right? He hates me, I hate him, end of the story." I say getting a little annoyed." He called you a weirdo again didn't he?" Kate asks, as though she can read minds." Yeah..." I sigh, why can't I let go? Suddenly, the intercom connected to Toby, Carson, and I's trailer went off." Trista, Toby, Chandler, Alexandra, and Austin in the Grimes house set for there scene!"

I lie down in the bed like before, but in a different position. We're about to do the scene of me waking up after my character's emergency c-section. Tia's only supposed to have been out for only a few hours.

Carl's POV

I hold little buddy close to my chest as I wait for Tia to wake up. I sigh and stand up, we both need sleep. I walk over and kiss her forehead. Tia let's out a groan and moves a little. She opens her eyes, there grey... I gasp and back up. A few tears slip," D-dad!" I cry out. Both, Jessie and my dad run in. Jessie takes little buddy and runs out. My dad grabs his knife from his belt and Ron runs in. Ron holds down my now dead love. My dad goes to stab her, but she let's out a scream." I AM NOT DEAD!" Every one backs up in shock. Her eyes turn slowly to blue grey." Where's my glasses? This always happens when I wake up. My pupils haven't dilated to there normal size." She explains. I let out a sigh and sit down on the bed next to her. I kiss her cheek and hold her close." I'm glad your okay..." I whisper.

Chandler's POV

" And we're done!" Greg yells. We just finished season six. I let go of Trista and push her away, in which she fell off the bed.

Trista's POV

I groan as I get off the floor." You jerk!" I yell, why? Why me?" Why, Chandler? Of all people, you choose ME to hate? Why? Why exactly do you hate me? I have done NOTHING to hurt you!" I am beyond pissed." W-what?" He asks," Yes, you have! Your always acting like a b*tch to me! Always acting like you do no wrong! You always have an attitude!" Chandler yells. Alexandra walks in and looks at him." Leave her alone. Your the one who starts everything. The day she got here she was trying to be your friend, yet you literally pushed her away." Alex pulls me to her and turns me around so my back is facing Chandler. She pulls my shirt up a little, showing him the scar on my lower back." Trista landed on a rock and cut her back open a little. Remember how you called her a duck because she waddled for about three weeks? Yeah, YOU caused her to waddle." Alex let me go and she left the room. I quickly ran to my trailer.

Chandler's POV

What? Did did I really start this? Am I the reason we hate each other? I quickly climb off the bed and run after her.

Trista's POV

I grab my blade from my purse, run to the bathroom, and shut the door. I pull my sleeve up. I set my knife to the side and trace the ones from before. I pick my knife up, place the blade to my wrist, gently press down, and add a cut. I repeat this a few more times. I drop my blade and put some pressure on my wrist with my hand. I pull my hand away and wipe away the tears. Great, now I have blood on my face. I stand up, bringing my knife with me. I fold it up and put it on the sink. I grab my blood red wash cloth, no it's not blood stained that's just it's natural color, and wet it. I clean my face and wrist before wrapping my wrist. I turn to leave, but I'm stopped by the jerk who caused this." Go ahead... tell them... tell the whole world that I cut... I don't care anymore... you don't know the pain you cause me, Chandler..." I sniff. I go to push past him, but he grabs my shoulders and kisses me, why?