The knife was in my hand before I could stop myself.
'Don't do it!' Rational part of my brain. 'You are marring Ashley today! You should be happy!' I was happy. I put the knife down slowly.
'Those bitches found you!' Irrational part of my brain. 'She might as well kill herself before suffer the pain from them right?' I made a small unsure cut on my arm. I could barley see through the tears coming out of my eyes. How did they find me? My life was going to be hell after this...
"Amarie! What is talking you so long?" Laura. I just sat there, the blood running slowly down my arm. That's when she walked into the bathroom. I heard her gasp. "Oh God. I thought you gave up on this!" She was shaking me. "Snap out of it! Where is it...there." I saw her pick up my phone. I already know what it said.
'Hey, lil emo girl. remember me? prob not u see, i am that girl from 8th grade gym class hmm...coming back now? all i wanna say is, next time u think of cutting yourself, just go a lil to deep, u hear wat im saying?'
"Shit. PURDY! GET YOUR FUCKING ASS IN HERE!"
"Isn't it bad luck?"
"WHO GIVES A FLYING FUCK!? GET YOUR ASS IN HERE! YOUR BRIDE TO BE IS HAVING A...a situation." In the commotion I managed to shut and lock the bathroom door. Laura had taken my knife...and my phone.
"Shit. OK," I heard the door open. "Amarie?"
"In the bathroom you stupid fuck. Where else would she be?"
"What s she doing in there?"
"I don't fucking know! Look what provoked it though." There was silence as he read the text. Some footsteps, and a voice.
"Delete the messages then block the number. Wait...switch that order." I heard him reach the door. "Amarie. Let me in please?" By this time I was out of my stupor.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because."
"Please?"
"NO!" He sighed.
"Laura?"
"Let him in, Amarie."
"NO! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! ALL OF YOU!"
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE!?” Great. Now CC was in the room.
“CC, you don’t have to yell.”
“IS IT A CRIME TO YELL?!”
“Nothing is going on. Can you leave?” A pause. “Even you Laura.” I heard the door shut. I heard him slid down the edge of the door until he was sitting. I did the same.
“Leave.”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because I love you, and you shouldn’t be alone right now. Isn’t the fact that I love you and am proving that love today enough of a reason?” Fuck it. I opened the door, and he fell in, not expecting it. I leaned don until I was hugging him. He pulled me up so I was sitting on him lap and he was leaning on the doorjamb. I shoved my face into his chest, and then wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Hold me. Please. Just hold me.” He did. He held me tightly, as if he never wanted to let go, and I didn’t want him to.

All good things must come to an end to make room for something better
There was a knock on the door, and then it opened.
“Guys?”

Notes

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