Ressurecting

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TFIOS soundtrack:

Not About Angels - Birdy

All Of The Stars - Ed Sheeran

Tee Shirt - Birdy

What You Wanted - One Republic

Best Shot - Birdy feat. Jaymes Young

There u go, if u want.

~Hana <3

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Daniela's POV

I hung up on Jc and heard crying from upstairs. I sighed. Amelia. I just wish I knew how to help her. Myself, I was never a self harmer, being pain sensitive. But I understood it alright.

I walked up the stairs and opened the door to her room. Without words, I walked towards the bathroom, took a wet cloth and cleaned her wrist, bandaging it. Then I sat by her side and hugged her tight, letting her quietly sob into my shoulder. In a few minutes she stopped crying, and leaned on me, looking out of the window.

"He cares, you know." I whispered.

"He cared."

"No, Amelia. He loves you. I could see it yesterday and I saw it this morning. You need to let him be in my place."

She didn't reply. I stood up, pulled down her sleeves and closed the door behind me. I called Connor and heard him pick up on the other side of the line.

"Connor?"

"Yeah."

"What happened?"

"We were hanging out and her sleeves..." He couldn't finish.

"Okay."

"Listen, I do care. I promise.. I just need some time. I'll be there tomorrow. I'm sorry."

"It's fine. Really. She needs to sleep on it."

"Okay." There was a pause. "Jc won't stop talking about you, you know."

I chuckled. "That's so sweet."

"And slightly annoying." Connor muttered and laughed.

"Hey!"

"Joking. I have to go, Ricky seems down."

"See ya."

"Bye."

He hung up, and, wondering what's going to happen if Connor finds out why Ricky is upset, I went into my room and fell asleep.

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