Dylan's P.O.V

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I ran after Kitty, seeing her grab some rope out of the bushes, I leapt over the small river and jumped up climbing the tree, sitting beside her, I grabbed the noose from her grasp and threw it to the ground.

I grabbed her wrists and I looked at her eyes, I mean deep into them, and I finally saw it, the empty, brokeness in those sky blue eyes. She pulled her wrists away from my grasp, did it cause her pain? I squeezed her tightly, then she rolled up her sleeve, those red lines, I tried to count as many as I could, there were hundreds, I tried to look past her cuts, to those words, why wasn't I there for her, why wasn't anyone there for her?!

I was so angry with myself. She looked away, tears beginning to fall from her eyes, I tried to hold back my own. I grabbed her hand and held her chin, tilting her head towards me, I looked into her eyes, I leaned in and kissed her.

Nothing around us mattered in that moment.

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