The FootBall Player And The Emo Girl. (MAJOR EDITING)

6~ Who is she? Is she alright? Is she dead?

Emily's POV:

As I walked out the back door, I shoved another handfull of pills in my mouth. I started walking, still limping, to the bridge in the dark.

My legs started feeling week and everything started to get blurry. I felt like my legs were about to colapse. I was lost. I looked around trying to recognize were I was. It was still blurry and dark. All of the sudden, I felt my legs colapse, I fell, and everything went black.

Issac's POV: 

I was walking home from practice. It was kind of dark out, whatever. I saw something in a bush nearby. I was curious, so I decided to go check it out.

When I saw it, I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a girl covered in cuts, and blood. She had a bloody lip and had one hand on her stomach. I slowly moved her hand off her stomach, trying not to hurt her, and  pulled her shirt up a little and saw a purple-ish color covering her belly. It was a bruise.

I looked at her shirt, it was a pierce the veil shirt. Where had I seen it before? Then I realized...it was EMILY!

I was shocked! I tried waking her up, but she was unconcious, but still breathing. I took my jacket off, and wrapped her in it. I carried her home and walked inside. My sister Cierra had her jaw open.

"Who is she? Is she alright? Is she dead?" she asked.

"Her name's Emily, and yes she's fine." I lied, walking out before she could ask anymore questions. I carried Emily to my room. I layed down next to her. She looked like she was having some trouble. I wapped my arm around her and fell asleep, hoping she'd feel better.