Broken

*Chapter 02|Accept*

*edited*

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Bianca P.O.V

"WHAT?"

"I believe I was speaking English when I asked what your problem is," I snapped.

The four boys stared at me weirdly. "Can't you tell when a girl wants to kill herself and leave her alone?!" I snapped, agitated and clench my shaking hands to fists. My long fingernails dug into my skin painfully, making it easier to ignore the burning feeling in my chest and throat from what had just happened.

"Huh?" they echoed.

"I was so close and you guys had to ruin it for me!" Tears brim my eyes but I manage to blink most of them away and watch as they all stare at me with jaws slightly ajar in shock.

I felt frustrated, I didn't care if I sounded crazy. I planned this. Nothing was supposed to stop me.

I dig my hands into my wet hair and run them down my face. I felt heavy, I didn't want to get back up. The motivation is gone, I cant go back into that lake and do it all again.

I felt their stares burning holes into my skin, I stayed with my head in my palms feeling too embarrassed to look up. My breathing was loud and deep, my throat ached and my chest burned. My limbs felt numb, probably from all the thrashing around.

"Why would you want to commit suicide?" a voice asked.

It was soft and cautious, as if scared of how Id react. I cringed at the sentence, it sounded terrible from someone elses lips. It made it seem like I had many other choices except this, but I dont. This is the only freedom I can get.

I look up slowly because I very much did not want to. All I want is to stay in this position till they give up and leave. My eyes search for the owner of the sweet soft voice that seemed to send a wave of warmth through me.

Four pairs of eyes looked down at me and it was difficult to be able to tell who the voice came from. My eyes swept through all of them till they stopped at an Asian male with dark brown hair and dark eyes. He gave me a curious but confused look, yet his eyes looked soft and sympathetic. I realized it was probably him that asked the question.

I saw his eyes soften even more the longer I kept his gaze, I felt something warm run down my cheek making me realize I was actually crying. I didnt like the way he looked at me, like I was weak, pathetic, or even helpless. Even though I know with all of my heart that its true it didnt hurt any less seeing the look on his face.

Its none of his business.

"It's none of your business," I snapped and looked away, quickly wiping my face. "What do you want?" I ask no one in particular. They all stay silent until I feel one of them place a hand on my shoulder, it was the one that saved me.

I flinched at the feeling, wanting his fingers as far away from me as possible. He quickly redrew his hand.

"Can you get up? I could help-"

"Dont bother," I cut him off and try to stand myself. My limbs shake as I struggle to stand up, the soreness made the pain almost unbearable. I clenched my teeth to hold back the small yelp threatening to leave my lips.

One of them comes closer to help but I shake my head at him, "no, leave me alone," I tell him and stand on my two legs. I felt weak and dizzy but I tried my best not to show it.

"Shawn, go get the truck," one of the boys who had light brown hair said and the Asian left. He looks at me, would you like a ride home? he asks.

I blink and see the world turn sideways, thats when I realize I'm falling. Strong arms catch me before I land.