Adopted by Dan and Phil

20.

Sorry I didn't update over the weekend. I would have but I had to finish a project and a paper to write so yeah I didn't feel like writing anymore after that. Because of obvious reasons. I blame science and language arts. Also, 1K!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HoW dId ThAt HaPpEn?  And thank you so much everyone who has enjoyed my book and stuck with me and my awful update schedule! You guys deserve this update and if you want to learn more about me follow me on twitter(I just got it a few days ago) at awkwardtrashbag.  I just realized how egotistical that sounded. I didn't mean it that way! I just thought maybe you guys would want to know about the author(me) and be friends. You know what, I'll shut up and you can do whatever you want. Let's start the story now.

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Liz's Pov:

It's getting worse. Ava left me again. I know it's not her fault, but I can't help but feel...empty.

I'm in my bedroom thinking. A dangerous act on it's own.

The loneliness and fear that is bottled up inside me, drags my darkened mind further into the darkness.

An empty, dark room. No cracks or doorways, nothing but black. It is made of solid concrete and there is nothing to furnish the room. It's just dark and cold.

The room started to fill up. The room growing smaller, more cramped. Yet, there were no people. Only thoughts.

Through the thick walls I had set up for myself, I hear a small knock. Is someone trying to get in? Or are they trying to save me?

Dan's Pov:

"Phil?"
"Yeah Dan?"
"Have you noticed something wrong with Liz lately?"
"Yeah."
"Do you know what's wrong?" Phil gave my question a minute think.
"No, not specifically. But I have noticed she isn't coming out if her room ever, other than to get food or go to the bathroom. She also doesn't seem to hang out with Ava anymore."

"Weren't they dating?" I asked.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Maybe something happened between them." I suggested.
"Maybe... Hey, Dan?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think we should check on her?"
"Probably, but it might be best if we went one at a time."
"You're probably right."
"I'll go first." I said as I stood up and walked over to her door.

I knocked softly, hoping I won't disturb her.
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Liz's Pov:

The small knock forced me out of my darkened room and to get up off of my bed and walk across my bedroom.
I pulled on the door letting something get in. That something was Dan. It seems like forever scince I've talked to him. But I'm not sure I'm in the mood.

"Hey Liz. Has something been bothering you lately?"
"No."
"Are you sure you're ok, you just seem really down lately."
"I'm fine, I'm just a little confused, that's all."

"Can you tell me what's confusing?"
"It's Ava. I'm just...confused."
"Yeah, well, relationships are confusing. They've always been that way, yet it's still hard to cope with, isn't it?"
"Yeah..."
"Do you want to talk about your relationship?"
"Not really. I think it would be best if got my mind off of it for right now."

"Ok, do you want me to leave you alone?"
"Yes."
"Ok, I'm gonna leave. I hope you feel better."
"Feel better? What do you mean, I'm not sick."
"I mean that you aren't yourself. I miss the fun, loving, and intelligent person you are. Not that you aren't now, it's just almost like you act on a schedule and not with your brain. In short, I want you're mental health inprove. I want you to be happy again because I can tell you're not." Then, he turned and left. Putting me back into the cold, dark, crowded concrete room.

Everything Dan said stung. It shouldn't have, but it did. He was just saying he was worried about me, but my mind twisted his words into something aggressive.

My blood was bubbling with sadness and the blades in the bathroom called on boiling blood. It was dragging me under the blue, do why not turn the swirling tide of blue to red.

I drag my heavy body to the bathroom, lets open up my wounds.

Dan and Phil are gone, I can't let them see how much of a disapointment I am.

How pitiful I am, resorting to sonething so cruel. So vile. Yet I can't stop.

Blood will continue to spill from my body. I always hope it works. It does. But it always comes back, not too long after the fact.

The scarlet substance can only keep the hurt at bay. Pushing hurt back with hurt. How intresting. It seems I'm always going to hurt.

I stopped. It-it isn't working. I feel as bad as ever. Is there nothing that can make me happy? Have I been pulled too deep into the water? So much so that I can't breath? Is there no escape?

No, there is one way. The only thing I can do. The way I can be happy. The way I can spare everyone of this
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Hey everyone! I actually started this update on Monday. Yeah. Monday. Procrastinate much? Also, next chapter. It shall be the last.

And then I'll add the epiloge (i have no clue how to spell that).

Sorry about the saddness and stuff. I'm going to try to update tomorrow as I have an extra day off for Colubus day? I actually don't remember why we have the day off. But hey! Extra day off. I'll take it! Hope you enjoyed! Sorry if I made you cry.