Hey guys. Here is the next chapter. Hope you like.

Bree's Pov

I felt bad that Chase had to get grounded because of me.

Anyway I was eating cereal with Adam when I heard a scream. Then another.

It was coming from the bathroom. I superspeeded Adam and Mr. Davenport.

We started knocking on the door.

"Chase! Chase, open the door."

"No way!", he yelled back. I felt like crying.

What was happening to my little brother?

Chase's Pov

I screamed too loudly. Dang it.

I was cutting my wrists with a knife. I thought why not die if you are going to be grounded for a year.

There was three cuts on each of my hands. Blood was dripping on the floor and everyone was banging on the door. I looked back at the door and then climbed out of the window. I ran as fast I can then took a break.

Bree's Pov

I couldn't hear him anymore.

I told Adam to break open the door. He does and I am horrified to see what is inside.

Chase was gone, but there were blood stains on the floor. Adam hugged me while Davenport looked for Chase.

"If he ran away couldn't I catch up to him?" I ask.

"Fine Bree you go and see of you can find him. Adam, get Leo and help me. No school for you guys today. I have no idea what's going on with Chase."

I ran everywhere but couldn't find him. I was in the park taking a walk, thinking to myself.

Suddenly I saw a boy who looked like Chase. I went up to him and asked in Leo's voice

"Hi Chase. Where to?"

The boy turned around and it was Chase.

"Are you here to take me back because I don't want to go back."

"Why not?"

"I am sick of Davenport grounding me and using me to save himself every time one of his inventions go wrong."

I looked down at his hands and saw them dripping with blood. I pulled up his long sleeves and saw three cuts on both hands.

"Oh-my-god! Chase, what happened." I scream. People nearby turn to look at me and I causally wave.

He got a knife out of his bag and showed it to me. I saw that blood was dripping from it.

"Chase, why don't you tell Davenport?" I ask.

He looks at me. "No way. Just no."

I smile. Looking down at my hands I see them covered in blood.

I take a deep breath and seat chase on a bench.

I found some napkins in my pockets and healed his hands the best I could.

He smiles and I smile back. I feel like I'm the only one who can communicate him truly.

And I like that very much.

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