~Hayes' POV~
I rushed inside. And the first place I knew she would be is in the bathroom.
I felt hot tears coming down my eyes.
This is my fault. If she dies, it'll forever be my fault!
I hated my self. But like always I gotta be dumb. I should've listened to her. But I didn't. And little did I know, I was letting the boys ruin her.
I heard her whisper, "The world doesn't want you."
I opened the door. I saw her. Her wrist was bleeding. She turned to me.
"Here's for you." She whispered, cutting herself.
Next thing I knew, she blacked out.
I came to her side. I tried finding her pulse.
HOLY SHIT!
"Taylor! Over here!" I yelled. Taylor came, with his eyes wide open.
"She's not breathing! I can't find her pulse! Call 9-1-1!" I was yelling.
Suddenly, Shawn came.
"Get away from her. You're the reason why she did this! You and the boys!" He was yelling at me.
I didn't say anything, because I knew Shawn had a point, and because I knew he was right.
She's dead, because of you, Hayes! The little voice in my
