Him And Her Povs

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His Pov
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She was holding her head. Rocking back and forth as if she couldn't control herself. Letting out loud sobs each time she could. I looked back at what had caused this. My wrists were still bleading from the new self inflicted wounds. I never thought that she would know about this. I never wanted her to see me like this. I distinctly remeber locking the door before I did any of this. She looked back at me, but I couldn't bare to look at her. I hid my wrists with the sleeves on my hoodie. Making the dark red fluid seep through the now damp cloth. She diverted her gaze to the side of me. I heard her gasp and instantly looked at her center of attention. It was my open shoebox. My shoebox full of priscription drugs. I looked at her this time with shame and sorrow. She got up from her past stance and tackled me into a hug. I was scared to touch her,fearing that my blood might get on her. But she grabbed my arms and wrapped them around her torso. I wanted to leave this world. But the only thing keeping me here was her. But looks like I've broken her to. She was crying because of me. Im the reason for her pain

Her Pov
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I came into his room looking for him. Once I opened the room I locked eyes with him. The lights were off so I was going to turn them on. He got up from his seat ready to stop my hand from turning on the lights. Once the lights turned on I looked at his outstretched hand and saw cuts. My face became a canvas. Filling with all sorts of emotions. I couldn't believe my eyes. I dropped down to my knees. Trying to hold in my weeps but failing miserably. I couldn't believe that he was the one doing this type of thing. I can't believe I never noticed. I began scolding myself, trying to keep my comments to myself about the matter, because he could explode any minute. I tackled him into a hug, and the last thing I expected to see was a shoe box full of prescription drugs. He looked at them and suddenly he became cold. I looked at him but he didn't look at me. I felt like a failed him in a way that could not be explained in words. So all I could do was hold on to him.