>Discontinued< Childhood Friends {Collab}

Chapter 7: Depressed?

Hey guys and welcome to the seventh chapter of Childhood Friends, which you guys have probably been waiting for. Sorry about that, we had to put it on hold for personal reasons and school including. So it's back, we also have a new book cover too, and by the way Ananda wrote this chapter! We hope you enjoy and thanks for reading, but as always...

More to Come!  ~Bangkiller12 & LunatxcWolfXD

Ari's P.O.V 

Few Days Later...

I havent been in the best of terms lately. Ever since Andrew left and went back to Russia, I've been dealing with my depression. Though ever since I visited my parents and my annoying brother I felt a bit better. However, Ive been doing things that I never imagined in my life I would do. 

One day I was in a trance, my family wasnt with me in the house, as they were all doing something together while I stayed home. I only remembered myself walking towards a kitchen knife, and next I knew I was I cutting long lines down my arm. The pain felt good, like my inner emotions were emptied out, they werent bottled up anymore. 

Then I fell onto the ground, my vision was blurry and hazy, until my surroundings went dark. Whenever I was able to regain my vison, I felt someone carrying me like I was something fragile. I looked up at the person's face, and it was man, that man I havent seen since I was eighteen. The man I thought I fell in love with when I was little, the narcisstic asshole who had a heart, but it was really hard for him to embrace it to others. 

James?

I snapped back into reality when my brother walked into the living room, plopping down on the couch staring at me blanklily. I smiled at him, then frowned afterwards, I knew he was pissed at me still. Ever since what happened the other day, he cant trust me being alone anymore, "We have to go to the store, Aribelle."

"Why?" 

"Because we need a few things." 

I nodded, getting up from my father's rocking chair, "Alright, besides I need to get a couple things too."

Aleks looked at me, I dont know if he was looking at my face or my stomach. I furrowed my eyebrows at him questionably. "What?"

"Were you trying to kill it?" Aleks growled.

Something snapped inside of me furiously, "Dont fucking refer my child as an 'it.' I know your pissed because of Andrew, but guess what? Get the hell over it, Aleks. It was my choice as well and I admit Im happy for what I have chosen. I know Andrew messed it up for breaking our relationship, but it doesnt matter anymore. You should be happy that he's gone now, he's in Russia and back on tour. However, dont fucking look at me in disgust, you asshole. YOU DONT KNOW HOW MUCH THAT HURTS HOW MY OWN BROTHER FUCKING HATES ME!!" 

"YES I DO, I DONT LIKE HOW THAT FUCKING BASTARD USED YOU!" 

"HE DIDNT USE ME YOU ASSHOLE, HE CARED ABOUT ME!" 

"THEN WHY IN THE HELL WOULD HE JUST BREAK UP WITH YOU WHEN YOUR 5 MONTHS PREGNANT, HUH?!?!" 

I didnt respond to his words of truth. I didnt really analyze that until now, my own brother just kicked me in the face with the truth. I sat back down in the rocking chair, covering my face with my hands, hiding the tears so my brother see them. "He said it would be good for me to just stay in the US." I mumbled while sniffling.

"Then why did he break up with you then?" I overheard Aleks' voice soften.

Then I all the tears fell, "I dont know, Aleksandr..." 

I felt like shit, I was being used for everything only thanks to Andrew. I then felt someone pulling me out the chair, into their chest. "Are you okay?"