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Chapter 2 ♡

    My body was burning hot,  pain took over. The sharp rocks scraped at my hands and knees as I pushed myself up the cliff, there was no other way but up. If I waited for somebody to notice I was down there, I would die. It was a sort of abandoned trail, nobody used it but me really.

When I think of Ava, I get distracted easily, it's such a hard thing to do, to loose a sister at a young age.

My hand slipped causing debre to puff in my face, it also sent a sharp rock into my hand. I shook my head in attempt to clear it as I began to climb again.

When the sky was larger I heaved my hands over the top of the cliff with a almost no breathe left. When I pulled myself up as I just laid there. Just staring at the sky as my body felt tired, like I could just sleep on the leaves.

"Hey, are you okay?" A voice said outloud startling me. I took in a sharp breath. "I'm sorry, you don't look so good." I opened my eyes beginning to feel embaressed. I was just laying on the ground, he probably thought I was on drugs.

His black hair went to his shoulders as his eyes were a dark brown.
"Yea, um. Just taking in the view." I let out a akward smile. "Your arms bleeding." He said looking concerned as I just glanced over. Blood was slowly dripping to the leaves.

I sat quickly as my jacket was wrapped around the arm, it was bleeding through a whole jackets' worth. "Oh." I whispered as I stood up feeling slightly dizzy.

"We need to get you to a hospital." His voice urging as my eyes wanted to pop out of my face. "No, I'm okay. I-just need to like get going." I said in one breathe as I started to walk away quickly. I hated hospitals after I found out... about me. I hate it so much.

"Wait!" He jogged in front of me hurrily, he stoped me. "You seriously need a hospital, your arm." I just shook my head. I took in a small breathe, "I'm okay." I chipped as I kept walking away.

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When I got home I shoved my door shut, taking off the bloody jacket wrapped around my arm.

There was a dark dried color all on me as I rushed to the sink, I began to wash my arm, the blood began to come off. Not a single scratch. "Damn it." I whisperd as I stared at my perfectly okay arm.

I slowly walked to my couch as I just sat there, staring at my knees. "What's wrong with me." I whsisperd to myself as if a voice would just magicly awnser me.

Authors note
This was a short chapter but I feel it's important to desperate all of the major chapters.

In the future if there short I might put chapters in the same page.

Comments are appreciated.

Also, I will be trying to upload a chapter every day or few days, depending on the reads and comments!

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