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"What the hell!" "Violet calm down, you're okay now and that makes me happy to know that you are." He whispered into my ear.
"Dominik.." I looked up at him when he pulled away from the hug. "You're going to be okay." I smiled. I started to feel my phones vibrate in my pocket. -Call from mom-
I sit up and lean against the counter. "Hello?" "Violet.. Where's Dominik?" "Over here why?" "Tell him he needs to stay with you tonight." "What! Why?" "I'm not going to be home." "Mom!" "I can't. Tell Dominik that."
I then hung up and looked at Dominik. "Do you like sleepovers?" He smiles. "I'll call my car and be back in an hour." He wraps his hands around my waist. He kisses my forehead and then leaves.

I jump in the shower. Sitting on the edge of the tub, I see the razor. That was really bad trigger. I picked up the razor. "I want to be dead." And then started cutting my veins slowly.
I fell into the tub. I heard Dominik yell out my name. "VIOLET!" I started crying. I turned the water on cold and tried to make the water go into my arm.. Dominik comes into the bathroom. Blood  was running all over the place.
"Violet!" He says with tears in his eyes. "Dominik go.." I said with breaths. He pulls me close to him, holding my arm. "Why.. Why would you do this?!" "Dominik I hate being here!" I said looking at him. He wraps a towel around my body and pulls me out of the tub. He sits me me down on the toilet seat and looks around for anything to stop the bleeding. "Dominik.." "Shut up Violet, I'm going to help you get through this. This isn't one way to die. You're not dying when I'm here in your life. I wouldn't be able to handle it." He finds the wraps and covers up my wound. "Now get dressed." He shuts the door behind him. I get dressed and do my hair. "Dom.." I whisper. He's on the couch. Petting my dog. I was wearing skinny jeans, black with zippers on the sides. My tank top says "Bring me the cookies." With my over-sized white jacket that has purple paint splattered on it.
"You ready?"
"Where are we going?"
"You can drive right?" "Yeah Dom"
"Let's go to the mall. Have a date!" He smiled. 
I blushed.

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