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          ©~nothing, he could do~©

Third person P.O.V

The Brunette stood there shock, as she looked at Hayden.

"Hayley, please. I need to know, if your okay." The curly hair, replies looking at her seeing sadness in her eyes. He needed, to know if she's alright, she lost her hype, and smile. Hayden noticed that, seeing the little girl, become distance from her family, seeing red circles around her eyes, her face showing no expression.

Hayley, stood there letting tears fall out of her eyes. She sobbed, running into the curly hair stomach, crying. Hayden closed the door behind him, letting her tears fall down on his shirt.

He stroked her hair, trying to calm her down. But, she kept crying, Hayley holded onto hayden, and her sleeve lifted up a bit.

Hayden looked down at her wrist, seeing cuts. He gasped, jumping up, as Hayley raised her head up, seeing what he was looking at.

She quickly, pulled the sleeve down. Looking back up, at hayden, "Hayley, why? Hayley." He says, tears falling from his eyes, seeing how broken Hayley looked.

"I felt alone, unlovable, and left out hayden. Don't you get it? My family hates me, they don't love me." The brunette hair replies, wiping away her tears. Knowing, it's the truth, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Hay-" but the brunette hair cuts him off, "Listen, Hayden. You can't fix me, you can't fix this. I'm broken, and that's all I ever be." Hayley exclaims, she knew he couldn't help her.

Hayden nods his head, at her words, knowing he can't help her or this family. He could just be there for her and thats it.

She's broken, and that's all she'll ever be.

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