To kiss a secret good bye...

Chapter 10

Jacob's 'POV'

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*RING RING* My mom and i just look at the ringing phone. She looks at me and i look at her. I answer the phone. "Hello?" 

"Jacob." its the pack doctor. This can't be good. "Yes Ms. Helms." i could hear her breathing. "Leah. She's awake." and with that i dropped the phone and my heart started pounding. I ran as fast as i could to the hospital. I run into her room and she's sitting up and well. She looks at me and smiles. I run to her and hug her. It's been so long. "Leah..." she only looks at me. "She woke up strong and healthy but for some odd reason she cannot speak, but she will get her voice back. It will take time and some speech therapy but she will be able to talk again." She smiles at me. "Leah. Are you okay?" Leah only nods her head before getting up and hugging me. I hug her back. Its been so long. 

Violets 'POV'

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Slowly I walk through the long, empty, quiet halls. The pitter patter of the rain and the howling of the wind is the only sound fulfilling these empty halls. So quiet not even the mice dare make a sound. Only dim candles are the only source of light. The door bursts open. As I wipe the rain from my eyes I see him. As he uncovers his face to reveal his gorgeous features, I hold up my beautiful dress to run towards him. His soaking clothes drip as he begins to run towards me. Finally he embraces me in his strong arms. I don't care that he's getting me wet. He looks down at me with his promising brown eyes he whispers "I love you Violet." I try to say the words back but my throat only burns when i try to speak. It feels like fire in my chest. My stomach feels like it's being ripped open. 

"*GAAAAASSSSPPP*" I quickly sit up on my bed. I check the time. "1:03 am."  I quietly walk downstairs. I see my uncle drunk asleep on the couch. The only light in the room is from the brightness of the T.V. I quietly walk back up stairs and turn on the shower. The steam begins to fog the mirrors. As I get in, the hot water falls onto my cold skin. It burns. I just stand and think. I can't get Jacob out of my mind. I grab my razor. I look at my wrist. Then to my thighs. Finally my Stomach. I place the razor on my thigh. the blood drips down my leg to the tub floor. 1. 2. 3. 4. more and more. I have to stop before it's too late but the more I think of him the more I'm losing control. "STOP! a voice in my head tells me as I'm about to make another cut. I stop. I stare at the blood dripping down my legs and down the drain. The hot water stings my cuts. I get out, turn off the water then stare in the mirror. The slow drops of the water echo in the quiet bathroom. I stop the bleeding then go back to bed. I cry until the wave of sleep washes over me....