Mended

Breathe

Zoe was at my house the next day. We had a long talk about James. Zoe made me feel so much better about it. If he is gonna be like that, why miss or love him?

Zoe saw the knife I ended cutting myself with from last night. I saw her put it in her bag so I wouldn't be tempted.

One thing, obviously, I was troubled with was forgetting. Forgetting my past with James. And, my past in general. Zoe told me she thought I have been getting too worked up about the while situation. She suggests maybe I am depressed, and need help somehow.

Sitting on my old, squeaky couch, Zoe and I keep talking. We never run out of thoughts. Zoe Would look at me, pulling her beautiful, bleached blonde hair to the side and sit talking to me.

"So do you think you're fine now?"

"Maybe, I think so." I don't think I am.

"Yeah?"

"You know what song I feel goes along with my situation?"

"What?"

"Breathe by Paramore"

"I've never heard it."

"Here it is."

I played the song:

I climb, I slip, I fall

Reaching for your hands

But I lay here all alone

Sweating all your blood

If I could find out how

To make you listen now

Because I'm starving for you here

With my undying love and I, I will

Breathe for love tomorrow

'Cause there's no hope for today

Breathe for love tomorrow

'Cause maybe there's another way

I climb, I slip, I fall

Reaching for your hands

But I lay here all alone

Sweating all your blood

If I could find out how

To make you listen now

Because I'm starving for you here

With my undying love and I, I will

Breathe for love tomorrow

'Cause there's no hope for today

Breathe for love tomorrow

'Cause maybe there's another way

Breathe for love tomorrow

'Cause there's no hope for today

Breathe for love tomorrow

'Cause maybe there's another way

I climb, I slip, I fall

Into your empty hands

But I lay here all alone

Sweating all your blood

"There it is. What do you think?"

"Wow. But, Bri, you should have hope."

"Eh" I say carelessly "whatever"

"You know Problem by Ariana Grande, right?" Zoe asked

"Yeah"

"You could relate possibly. One less problem without him."

"He wasn't a problem, Zoe!"

"He took over you, if he didn't, we wouldn't be talking right now."

"Whatever Zoe"

"Yeah." I said.

"Seriously, Brianna, you need to get out of here. You are lonely and need to get over this and move on. I know its hard... but its life. You worry me. Thats why I took the knife from you. Thats why I am here right now. I hate to see you get hurt. I really do. Stop doing these things to yourself. There is a better guy out there who will treat you right. Till the end." Zoe told me.

There was a slight pause. Zoe really opened my eyes. I needed layed out for me. I needed that very much. She was absolutely right. I need to stop this. Though I barely have a desire to.

"Yeah. You're right."

"Well lets go somewhere, okay?"

"Okay."

"Haha the Fault In Our Stars!" Zoe yelled and laughed as we walked down my cherry tinted hardwood floor steps.

"Wow Zoe."

"Whatever. I am like that. Don't judge me!" She said with a laugh and smile.

I missed my old fun self. Good thing I had Zoe. She knows how to make me smile, laugh, or cry. She's been there with me. She helped me notice that I need to stop, and breathe.

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Hello everyone! I hope y'all are enjoying Mended. I am so excited about this story and I am falling in love with it. I think it will be my best work yet! Follow Zoe... @zozo1005 she is an awesome fan fiction writer and my best friend. Thats how I got the name Zoe for this story. Have a nice day, and Breathe:)