New York- Where Dreams are Made

Chapter 34- Heart of the Matter

(Warning! Mentions of self harm in this chapter. Please don't trigger yourself. Be safe my darlings. Also I added some fluff in here because I felt the need. And this is third person view for a bit.)

Anthony sat alone in his room. The world won't know I'm gone. He thought to himself. He shook his head gently. No. not yet. Charlotte needs you Anthony. Don't ruin this. He couldn't wait for Charlotte to become something big. Everyone knew it would happen. He longed for the day he could finish it all without dragging her through the pain with him. He held the sharp knife to his wrist and cringed.

(Back to Charlotte)

I sat on my couch pondering the texts. The person texted back but I was too scared to open it. I took a deep breath and clicked on my messages app.

Message from: Meme in the flesh- I can prove it.

I grumbled a little. I held my phone in my shaky hands. Katie was taking a shower so it was my time to act. I did what I never thought I would do again.

I called kaydance.

(Back to third person. Sorry)

Anthony bit his lip. His arm was a perfect shade of red and purple. He was punishing himself for letting Kaydance do what she did. He choked on sobs. "I'm sorry..." he choked and cried. "I'm so sorry..."

(And back to Charlotte again)

I FaceTimed her contact because anyone could fake her voice. It rang and I felt my heart beat a mile a minute. I took in small shaky breaths. Someone picked up.

The screen was blurry for a moment. Then a figure appeared. Her short hair was tangled and knotted, and her face was tearstained. "Hey..." a shaky voice said interrupting my train of thought. It was her. "Oh my God." I let out. She smiled a happy smile and said, "I'm really sorry Charlotte. I just couldn't have the whole 'not talking to Charlotte ever again' thing." I felt hot tears run down my shocked face. "You are an idiot." I said trying to laugh through the tears. She smiled. "I heard Anthony was with you guys. Can I see him?" She asked. I put a hand over my mouth to stop the choking sobs escaping it and nodded.

(I think we know where this is going.)

(Third person)

Anthony felt himself getting lightheaded. He let the blood flow into his lap. He welcomed it. He welcomed death. Let it be. He whispered an apology to his new friends for their trouble. Suddenly a figure burst through the door. "Anthony you're never going to bel-" he closed his eyes and listened to the soft voice. "Oh my God." The voice was shaky now. He heard a clatter and another voice call out. Wait. "Charlotte?" He turned to face the girl kneeling next to him. His head spun and it felt like the world might collapse. She held his bleeding hand and shrieked. He tried to pull it away. She cried. Her tears flowing in bucketfuls down her small beautiful face. She ripped fabric from her sweatshirt and wrapped it around his arm carefully. "Don't let go...." she said through sobs. He smiled at her. Then he did something he had wanted to do since they met. Anthony Jennings kissed Charlotte Spencer on her glossy and salty mouth. Tears from both of their faces rolled down their cheeks as if on cue. Then the world went black.

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Hoo boy look at all these tears. I apologize for the confusing TURNS between third person view and charlottes view. I'm very salty myself so this next chapter is going to be very angsty.

-M