Broken, yet fixable.

Yes. - Chapter 7

Nicollet:POV

I ran upstairs as quick as I could, tears running down my face feeling like I knew it was too late by now, the hallway seemed longer and it took me, it felt like forever, to walk straight down the hall and in front of the bathroom door, everywhere in the house it was dark, but the light shinning threw the cracks of the bathroom door were bright, I was afraid to open the door, but I clinched the door handle and took a deep breath, when I opened it, I saw blood filled tub with Emma's lifeless body and a cut as deep as the ocean on her wrist, I fell to the floor and cried-

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I woke up panting and sweat dripping off my forehead, the sun shining threw my window, it was just a dream...

I got up and went down stairs, I walked in the kitchen to see gran setting food on the bar table and Emma eating cereal, we made eye contact for a second, then we looked away.

"Good morning, Nicollet. bacon, eggs, and pancakes?" Gran asked me and I nodded, I grabbed the milk from the fridge and poured me a glass than sat down, gran sat my plate in front of me.

"So uh, is today a teacher conference or something?" I asked while stuffing my face.

"Yes, they are having a meeting Monday also, So you guys are off that day too." Gran replied and looked at Emma, "Em, were you playing with Cassie's cat again? you have a scratch on your hand, Darling."

Emma looked at gran, then her hand, she covered her hand and rest of her wrist with her sleeve and looked at gran replying with a smile, "Yeah, Molly can be a booger sometimes."

"Yes she can, dear." gran replied laughing, "you should really put a bandaid on that though, looked pretty bad. almost looks like a straight line."

I chocked on my bacon and started coughing, they both looked at me and I stopped.

"Yeah, it almost does.." Emma muttered.
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"Soo she cuts?" Katie asked while taking a sip of her Pepsi.

"Yeah, apparently! I just can't run it threw my brain!" I replied, taking a bite out of one of my chips.

Me and Katie have gotten close and I choose to call her up and we went out.

"Do you know why?"

"No not yet... I will soon though. I'm planning on asking her.. But we are both always so busy, so I don't know when I'll have time to just sit down with her and talk." I explained, Katie nodded taking another sip.

"How can you eat all that and not get fat?" She asked completely outta the blue, I looked at her plate, basically nothing on it, mine, full... what can I say? I like food...

"How can you eat nothing and not be hungry?" I gave a question back.

"I don't know."

"Exactly."

"Touché.."She replied, squinting her eyes looking at me, I just smirked and continued eating.

"So my gran is making me join the drama team.." I trailed off.

"That's a good thing knucklehead!"She exclaimed.

"Pfft.. sure, I can't even dance." I retaliated back.

"So? Drama's not all about dancing, it's about worshipping our god threw our own pain, with our faces, by acting out our emotions in our human videos and skits and everything we do, we change others life's with our story's of how he changed ours." she explained.