What are we?

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Blake's P.O.V.

I hit the punching bag again and again and again. I've been here for about two hours just punching out my troubles. I can't fix it this time. I'm going to be without my one true love.

"Ahh!" I go into a fit of just punching the bag furiously over and over again. It doesn't help one bit. The aching in my chest doesn't go away. I need her, I want her. I miss her. But she's not mine anymore. I can't just kiss her, apologize, and make it go away. She's gone, and I don't think she'll ever be back. And it's all my fault...all mine. I peel of the boxing gloves and trudge out of the gym.

Anna's P.O.V.

I wake up with tear stains on my cheeks from yesterday's encounter with Blake. I sit up in my bed as a new tear falls. I wipe it away and go to my mirror. I look like what I've been through. My hair is mussed and tangled, my pajamas are misplaced and wrinkled. My mascara is running down my face, and my heart feels crushed. I turn my head away from the mirror and go back to my bed. I lay face down and scream into the pillow.

"You'll be okay." I mumble.

Blake's P.O.V.

I drive without thinking to my house. I go inside and run to my room. I step into my bathroom that's connected to it and I look at myself in the mirror. I look pathetic, hair messed up, eyes sleepy, cheeks flushed. A tear falls down my face. I've cause to many people pain. Anna, Bridgette, Michelle, myself. I can't go on like this. The world would be better without me, a hurtful person. I hate myself for it, it'll never go away. I can't keep doing this. I open my medicine cabinet and take out the sleeping pills I use sometimes. I open it and dump out all the remaining pills into my hand until a pile is formed. I look at myself in the mirror as more tears fall. You're not worth it. It will never be okay.

Anna's P.O.V.

I finish torturing myself and take a shower. I call up Jamie and have her meet me at the nearest Barnes and Noble. She makes me laugh and somewhat forget about the situation I'm in. We chat and I find out that she's been seeing a new guy named Spencer. She likes him a lot I can tell. We drink coffee and eat cookies and everything seems alright for the time being.

Blake's P.O.V.

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