I look up to see him.
"what the heck?" I say angrily.
"I'm not gonna let you do that" he says.
"why. so you can just beat me some more and treat me like a piece of trash.?" I say
"I don't know why I bullied you. I never thought you'd attempt suicide. Now that you almost did because of me.. I know I'm wrong" he said with a shaky voice.
"can you ever forgive me?" he asks.
I think about it.
"I don't know." I say.
"okay, I understand" he says.
He stands up and reaches out to help me. he grabs me wrists to lift me.
crap.
"emma? y-you cut?" he asks with his voice cracking.
"why wouldn't I? it distracts me from all the things going on around me that y'all cause" I say back.
he starts crying.
"what have I done" he says.
"Cameron?" I say.
He looks up at me with puffy eyes.
"I- I can't forgive you" I say.
He looks up at me.
He just stands there
We walk safely to the other side of the street.
"guys. do you even see what we've done. just think about dieing. bad thing to think about right. we'll we made this girl want to. we've been jerks and it's time we stop. he puts his arm on my shoulder and I wince.
"what" he asks.
"nothing I just have a few brusies there" I say.
"why-" he stops himself, realizing that it was his fault, and his groups.
"Oh gosh, Emma in sorry too, I guess I never realized what we do had an effect on you" Aaron says.
we'll that was a stupid thing to say.
"it's not okay" i say.
They need to learn! I can't just forgive them..
