Somewhere In Neverland

Fourteen.

Arabella's P.O.V.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU FUCKING CUNT!" I screamed and the top of my lungs, ripping my arm out of her hand. It was too late. Everyone had already turned around and saw and Alex looked shocked. I started shaking and my heart was beating fast. "No more secrets, bitch. Mommy didn't want you either, did she? No one wants a pathetic, depressed slut like you living in their house." She spat out and I felt tears. I got up and ran out. I couldn't take this. I was running to find the nearest bathroom and ran straight into Jordan. Shit.

I froze. I didn't know what to do. The bell had rang, no one was in the hallways. "Watch where the fuck you're going, bitch" he said, and slapped me across the face. I got up and ran. I ran out the doors and just kept running. I couldn't stop, I didn't want to stop. I wanted to get away, get away from everything. I ended up at a cemetery. I froze, I knew this cemetery. I walked in, slowly. Third isle, turn left and fourth one on the left. It had been a while since I had been here.

I walked, remembering the directions in my head and came up to a black granite tombstone. I traced the letters with my fingers, In loving memory: Trenton Roberts Jaymeson. I sat down, and looked at my dad's grave. The grave that I had to stop coming to because of my mother.

You're disappointed in me, daddy, I know. I'm sorry. I love you. I miss you.

I sat down and just stared at my dad's grave, wondering what I did wrong for him to deserve this.

Alex's P.O.V.

I didn't know what to do. I couldn't believe that I had just saw cuts on Arie's arms. I thought she had quit. She told me she stopped. I saw get up and run out of the room. I quickly stood up to follow her, she looked terrified, hurt and ashamed. Everyone else had looked at her, a lot with disgusting faces. I turned to look at Taylor who was smiling menacingly.

"Why are you such a fucking bitch? Does it bring you joy trying to kill someone little by little and make them do that to theirself? Yes, she does because of you. But you wouldn't know cause you're a heartless bitch." I spat out, pissed off that Taylor could do this to Arie. She, along with everyone else, looked at me in complete shock. She went to say something but the teacher walked in and we all took our seats. I would see Arie at lunch, she would be okay. She will be okay, right? I spent the rest of the period convincing myself she would be okay.

Well the bell rang for lunch, I practically sprinted out of the classroom and to find my friends. Sadly, Arie was not at our table and then I really started to worry.

Jack's P.O.V.

"What a fucking bitch why would she do such a thing?!" I practically screamed at Alex. He had proceeded to tell us what happened between Taylor and Arabella. Zack looked pissed, as did Rian, and then almost in sync all our faces turned to worry.

"Alex...where's Arabella now?" Rian asked, worriedly and standing up to look around. Alex groaned and slumped down in his chair "I don't know Rian...I'm worried." He had stress lines, and looked defeated.

"We'll find her. As soon as school is over. I promise." I said, trying to reassure everyone, including myself.

Arabella's P.O.V.

I didn't expect anyone to come looking for me and I expected right. I had left the cemetery in a daze, not really wanting to do anything but lay down and die. I thought of the boys, and instantly I felt guilty. What Taylor did to me ended up back in my head and there was no more guilt. I walked back to the boys' home. Well, our home.

I walked in, grinning a little at the fact that they never leave the front door locked. I closed and locked it, knowing that it would take at least a little longer for them to get I in the house, if they even came home first. I checked the clock; only an hour until they'l be home. I walked into the kitchen, happy that the boys liked to drink a lot and grabbed a bottle of whiskey. I walked over to the cabinet and grabbed the first bottle of pills I could find. They won't miss me too much. Besides, they have tour.

I decided I could at least do the decency of leaving a note, so I grabbed a pen and a little notepad and sighed, sitting down to write my final words.

Alex, Jack, Rian and Zack;

I'm so sorry that this has to happen this way. I'm sorry for constantly making you all worry. I'm sorry for taking in your life and holding you all back from your dreams. I'm proud of all of you, more than you know. Live for your dreams, don't let anyone stop you, ever. Thank you for all the hospitality and for giving me people I can actually call my family. Bury me next to my dad's grave, in Hospice Cemetery. I can't take this bullshit anymore, nor Taylor and Jordan's. I'm done, I can't anymore. I'm sorry I couldn't be strong. I love you all, like my own damn family. Goodbye.

I sighed and laid the note on the side table next to the bed. I dug in my drawer for my razor, smiling when I found it. I lifted up my sleeves and cut, deep. And I didn't stop on either arm until I knew it would just keep bleeding. I started chugging the whiskey, which was a little less than half full and immediately I felt it. I should have really drank more when I was little. I laughed and hiccupped a little, finally feeling nothing and dizzy. Knowing I was about to pass out from the loss of blood, i took a handful of the pills, laying down and falling into a black abyss.

"I love you, Alex," was the last thing I said before darkness took over me.