VICTORIA'S P.O.V.
After ordering the tickets you were feeling stressed and overwhelmed from the days events. As you walked into the bathroom to wash your face you saw the spot where you discovered Emma unconcious on the floor. Just thinking of what happened brought tears to your eyes. "I could've stopped her." you thought to yourself tears streaming down. The tears started to evaporate, but your anger crept up further and further. "WHY!" You screamed. "YOU COULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING YOU IDIOT!" You screamed getting more furious. "Victoria calm down." You thought to yourself unable to control your actions. Befor you knew what was happening you felt your fist connecting with the glass mirror. The sound of shattering glass hit your ears. You looked down and saw a broken reflection of yourself on the bathroom floor. The glass was everywhere. "Damn it." You said barely above a whisper. As you stepped over the glass to go get a broom you noticed a roll of toilet paper on the corner of the counter. You reached over to put it back under the counter whe something fell out. You picked it up and noticed a point on the object in the baggie. You opened the baggie and reached in. You couldn't believe what you pulled out. You looked at it in the palm of your hand. "So, this is where she hid it?" You thought to yourself finally connecting it together. As you continued to stare at the razors you wondered why she would keep it from you for so long. To avoid getting angrier you stepped over the glass and flushed the blades down the toilet. Once again stepping over the shardes you couldn't get out of your mind why she would keep that from you. You walked through the hall to get the broom when you noticed a picture of you and Emma hanging on the wall. As you looked closer at her face you noticed something. Her eyes. They didn't look truly happy. She was smiling, but you knew it was fake. "Why didn't I notice before?" You asked aloud confused. She looked horrible. You could tell she was going through some crap that you didn't, at the time, know about. "I shoul've known." You said frowning and continuing ti get the broom. You went into the hall closet and grabbed the room and headed back to the bathroom. As you started sweeping up the glass you noticed something. You bent over to pick it up. You saw that it was the best friend bracelet you gave Emma in fifth grade. "Why would she take this off?" You said starting to worry. You looked down at your bracelet analyzing the careful stitching and glass beads. "Why?" You said a tear falling down your cheek.
