Sorryness

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Brendan POV

Wow. Screwed would be the word. I screwed up. Horribly.

Stupid. I thought to my self.

Worthless.

Idiot.

All those thoughts I thought of was when I started to grab the knife and slowly and painfully slice my wrist.

Over and over and over again.

Blood. So much blood. Dripping down my wrist as I cut myself and write a letter.

Camila POV

I was watching tv. Alone. With a box-or two- of tissues next to me as I watch a chick flick.

Wow. Super girly. Im a wimp. I know. But when you hold it inside you for so long, it just comes out.

I went to go get a tattoo after a while of crying.

A tattoo. Yes.

It was flames. On my right arm. Black flames.

Also the infinity sign on my left wrist.

There. That should do it. I got back home. And opened the door. I saw a note.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get jealous and mad. Can you forgive me? -Bren Bren"

That's so strange. Not the letter but the letter was written in, blood? Maybe.

Oh no. What has Brendan done? Oh my god. He's hurt or slowly dieing. OMG OMG OMG OMG where is he?!?!

Authors note:

Gosh that was sad. A letter written in blood? I would freak out.

Sorry for the-what's the word- emo-ness? I guess.

Gotta go 2 bed. *le sigh*

Ash <3 ;) ✈

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