Alaska hung her head over her knees and stared at her wrists. She traced each scar carefully and gulped up the hard pain that had developed in her throat. The cold tile floor in the bathroom radiated through her body and into her heart- that's what it felt like at least. A stone cold heart. She got up and grabbed her phone. Typing in his number, she tapped her fingers on the marble countertops of the sink. "Las, how are you?" Tyler greeted her with. "Hey," Alaska replied, choking on her words. "I really need you right now."
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