Leo p.o.v.
I typed : what is ur trigger?
Rose p.o.v.
I read the message and decided not to answer.
Leo p.o.v.
There was no reply .
I typed again : is it your family, sad stories, friends?
Rose p.o.v.
I had gotten another text and dropped my blade. My ex had been texting me for an hour now.
I typed: you really wanna know?
Leo p.o.v.
I read the message while picking up a blade from the kitchen drawer.
I typed: yes
Rose p.o.v.
I typed : there is three. Hearing your name. Thinking back on our memories. And hearing our song.
Leo p.o.v.
A tear flowed down my face as I pulled the knife away from my wrist.
I typed : I am ur trigger.
Rose p.o.v.
I didn't want to reply as I threw the knife across the room In anger.
Leo p.o.v.
The next thing I know I was bawling my eyes out and inched the knife towards my chest. I stabbed myself in the heart. Cause I knew that's were she was hurting. Then it went black.
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Hurting
RandomYou never stop loving someone. You just learn to live without them. And that's what sucks.