{ADAM'S POV}
It's 3 am and I am waiting for Zoe to get home. My trip ended earlier than expected I came home half an hour after I left. And she was gone. Words can not describe how angry and worried I am. I turn to see Zoe walking in,
"Where have you been?" I say sternly, she stops, obviously not realising I was home.
"I was out." She says, her head staying down.
"Until 3 am?!" I yell, "Where were you, Zoe.!?"
"With Joel" She says quietly,
"What did I tell you about hanging out with him!?" I shout, she moves backwards, her head still lowered. "Lift up your head." I say queiter. She slowly lifts it up and there's a hand print on her cheek. "Did he do that to you?" I yell again moving from my spot.
"Yes!" She shouts back, her eyes meet mine. "Don't start yelling at me for lying, you're a rich celebrity, when were you going to tell me?!" Her voice is harsh as tears glid down her cheeks, I sigh
"I wasn't going to tell you until the time was right. Understand, now what did you and Joel do?" I say, she hesitates but then looks at me again.
"We got drunk and stoned." She whispers/
"ZOE!" I yell. "You're not supposed to be doing that shit at 15, espically when you are sick!" I yell. She starts to walk to her room.
"Then why don't you kill me?! Well!? I am going to die either way. So just fucking kill me.!" She shouts standing at the edge of the stairs.
"Zoe, don't be stupid."I say slowly. This time, I was crying.
"Don't be stupid? Adam, how is me wanting to die stupid.? I will die either way!" She shouts again.
"I don't want you to die, Zoe!" I nearly scream. She stops before running upstairs and slamming the door, I pick up the nearest thing which was a glass vase and smash it against the wall and sliding down the wall, placing my head into my head and I quietly sing "Whataya want from me" to myself.
{ZOE'S POV}
As I slam my door, I hear something smash. I ignore it and run to the bathroom and splash my face with water, my eyeliner and mascara run down my face. I search my bag until I find a razor, I promised Adam I would never do it again, but I miss the cold metal on my skin. As I slid it across my arm blood slowly comes out, I whimper at the pain but do it another 6 times. I hate myself. I have made Adam hate me. I overreacted, I shouldn't had yelled at him. He had every right to. I lied to him. I sit on my bed, thinking until the sun comes up. But I don't move. Not once.
{ADAM'S POV}
Zoe hasn't come out of her room for three days, she hasn't eaten or had anything to drink. I quickly dial Tommy's number.
"Hey man, what's up?" He asks once he answers.
"I need help, dude. Zoe and I had a big fight and she hasn't come out of her room for three days. I haven't slept for even an hour, I need help" I cry onto the phone. Tommy sighs.
"Look man, just go to her room and talk to her. Say sorry and try and figure why she hasn't left that room for three whole days, because I doubt it's all because of your fight. I gotta go, Ashley lost her car keys. Look, I'll call later and check how things are ok?"
"Ok Tommy. Thanks man." I hang up and walk towards Zoe's room. Now or never.
Sorry about how short this chapter is.. :/ Will update rest soonish. Enjoy. Keep rocking ! xxx
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