One of them

Chapter Sixteen

Julia's POV

When a girl says she's okay, IT'S TOTALLY NOT OKAY! "Jaiden. I can see right through you." I say. "Just leave me alone Julia! You always know what's going on! But this is different and you don't have to know!" Jaiden yells, she tries to walk out but I grab her and say "What are best friends for! Not just being there! Helping! Caring!" Jaiden goes into the kitchen cupboard and grabs a razor. "Don't you even dare do that again!" I say, "Too late!" Jaiden yells and runs up to her room and locks the door. She's being a child. "Jaiden stop! Troye do something!" I yell. "Jaiden! I will tell Dan!" Troye yells. Jaiden doesn't answer, I run out the door to Dan's flat.

I slam my fist on the door and yell "DAN OPEN UP THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" The door opens and Dan is at the door. His eyes are glossy and red, he has been crying. "H...Come in." Dan says, and I stomp into the room. "What did you do?!" I say, he looks at me, puppy eyes. "I don't want to talk about it. Just leave." Dan says, not looking at me. "Listen, look me in the eyes and tell me what you did." I say sternly.

"Phil is leaving."

"And..."

"Jaiden wanted to help pay rent..."

"And..."

"I told her I didn't need or want her help." Dan says, it hurts him. "Why don't you just say sorry?!" I say, questioning his inability to apologize. "I...Okay." Dan says, I grab his arm and go back to my apartment. Before we step in the door I warn him with "By the way, she's cutting again."

Dan's POV

She's cutting again. I have done something terrible. I walk in and run up to Jaiden's room and knock on the door. "Jaiden, I'm sorry! Please open up. Jaiden please don't do it!" I say, she can't. She opens the door, no blood, no razor? "I didn't." She says. The razor is in the trash can. I hung her, for a second she stands still, but than she wraps her arms around me. "I'm sorry." She says into my shoulder. "I'm sorry too." I say back. I still love her.

Jaiden's POV

I didn't cut. I put it in the trash. I was acting like a child. I miss Dan. "I'm sorry." I say again, his arms wrapped around me. "I didn't mean what I said." Dan says. "I...I can help." I say, because I can move in with Dan and help with rent. "You don't have to." Dan says. "No. I do need to." I say back, I have to.