Unsaid Jatp

I sit down on her bed next to her. She has puffy red eyes and tear stained cheeks.

"I have a problem Luke." She says guiltily.

"What do you mean Jules?" I ask in confusion.

She pulls her sleeves up and reveals millions of scars, all the way up her arms. "Julie." I say i shock.

"Most of these are from when mom died. But this one. This one is from-" she stutters, holding back tears. She points to a specific scab.

What would happen if Julie died too?

"10 minutes ago."