~*Chapter… uh… 8?*~

Dear Miranda,

Things have gone too far. It has been more than a month. I don't know what you think you're doing, but it's starting to get old. Do you think gallivanting with that drop-out slug you call a boyfriend of yours is really proving anything? Do you know what you are doing to the people who care for you most? Your parents- well, I don't know how to even describe your parents to you, except that they are crushed. They don't go anywhere. They hardly speak and they have huge dark circles under their eyes. I doubt they sleep at all. Lizzie is almost as bad. She barely talks. She cries all the time. She doesn't do her schoolwork, and her parents are worried about you. And Christina. If you care anymore, you have hurt her beyond belief. Not just with your running off, but with what you've said to her. She thinks she's ruined your life. But we both know she hasn't. You've ruined your own life. You ran off when times got hard. You didn't even bother to tell us where. The constant wondering of where you are is affecting everyone. Maybe you don't care anymore. That's what I decided. If you really cared, you would've realized what you were doing to everyone. I'm tired of caring about you. I'm tired of being the strong hold for people.

I'm tired of you.

Come back, or tell you're parents your dead. It would be better than what you're doing to them right now.

Gordo.

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Miranda read the letter over and over again. Was this really Gordo talking? Was this even true? She sat and thought about it. It must be. She couldn't believe it though. How could she have run off? Didn't she even think of what she would be doing to others? Tears began to run down her face. She was a horrible, horrible person. She was a monster, who didn't have a right to live. She walked into the bathroom of the apartment, and got a razor. She needed to get rid of the pain she felt. Quickly, she sliced two cuts into her wrist, morbidly watching the blood running down her arms. She began to sob, and lied down onto the bathroom. Waiting to die.
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A/N- well…? What did u guys think? Is Miranda gonna die? Or will someone save her? Review, and tell me what you think should happen, or just what you think.
Child of the Stage