Harry's POV
She was still in the shower... Its been 45 minutes. How long does it take to wash your hair and body?
Maybe I should check on her..
Monica's POV
As I sat in the shower I couldn't think of anything to make this ache being filled up through my body go away.
How could this happen and so soon.. I swear what we had was real and maybe that's where I went wrong.
How could I be so stupid to become apart of his little game, I don't understand what was going through my head when I signed those paper.
I wasn't supposed to fall for him and he stated that, why Monica? Why did you have to let your feelings grow? If I told him when I started to develope the smallest amount of feelings I should of told him so we could've ended it, all of this.
Gosh I'm so dumb, he doesnt understand the pain and odd feeling of hurt seeing him with someone else.
That's how I knew this thing, this feeling I felt was nothing, I knew convincing myself that harry felt something for me was a stupid mind game.
I lay my head down on my knees crying my eyes out. How could he?
I grabbed a blade putting it on my wrist. Making cuts watching the blood drip on the shower floor. Feeling that sharp pain go through my arm.
***bang bang bang***
"Monica..." Harry yelled . i Ayeee there not making any movement "MONICA OPEN THE FÛCKING DOOR NOW" tears rolled down my checks. More and more blood came down my arms. "Monica open up please" he seemed worried.
I layed there life less.
Harry's pov
What the fúck is going on with Monica. I ran to the dressers where it had all the keys to the house inside. I found the restroom key and opened the door.
I opened the curtains to see...
***cliff hanger***
