Disclaimer I own nothing. The song is If by butch walker.

Sorry if my writings not up to par this chapter and the next are proving to be difficult to write

All alone in your dirty chair, washin' all your dirty hair
And you're wonderin' how long till they come for you

I wake up with you in my arms, you look so tiny, so fragile, so….broken. It was me, I was the one who did this to you. I can vaguely remember my behavior these past 2 weeks, and what I remember makes me physically sick. I feel better now though, I still crave the pills, but not as much as I used to, not as much as I crave you.

Watch the lines form on your face and down the block
All the people chase just what you were after,
Before this happened to you

You wake up nearly 12 hours later and I tell you that I'm feeling better, and that it's all because of you. I go to pull you into a gigantic hug when I realize you flinch, I blow past it though, for if I was to acknowledge it I would have to kill myself. I praise you with thank-yous; I tell you how amazing you are. All you offer is a weak smile, this isn't you…this isn't what you do.

And if I could be the chains I'd fall from you and let you fly to the angels
And if I could be your pain I'd run from you so far away
And if I could turn back time just one day
It might just be enough to say all the things I never said to you

I watch you as you move around your room, and offer to move out of it so you could have it to yourself, you tell me that you don't mind, that you've become accustomed to the company. You are timid, but mind-numbingly beautiful. I fall for you, and pray that maybe you'll fall too.

Make the plans to fall in place, only to fall behind in the race
And you can't keep up and I know that it pisses you off
And your roller coaster climbs the hill, up and down, it sure does feel a bit too much
Are you ready to get off

I find the mixtape that I made you when we were 11; I put it in and clean your room, our room to the best of my ability. I dress up, Ryan picks out my clothes, I cut my hair…I try to make myself what you fell in love with. You walk in confused. You stare at me, with your head cocked to the side.

And if I could be the chains I'd fall from you and let you fly like an angel
And if I could be the pain I'd run from you so far away
And if I could turn the time back just one day
It might just be enough to say
All the things I never said to you

You open your mouth to speak but I beat you to the chase. I tell you everything a girl could possibly want to hear. I compliment everything about you, while trying to hold back the smile tugging at my lips. I'm not 100 but I know what I want Sharpay Evans, I want you.


What you don't know won't hurt you
What you don't show will kill you
What you don't know won't hurt you
What you don't show will kill you
What you don't show won't hurt you
What you don't show will kill you

I speak for a good 5 minutes until I am finished, I wait anxiously. I cannot wait to hear all of the things you must be dying to say.

And if I could be the chains I'd fall from you
And let you fly like an angel
And if I could be the pain I'd run from you so far away
And if I could turn the time back just one day
It might just be enough to say all the things I never said to you

You're mouth opens painfully slow, I'm sorry escapes from you're lips, which leaves me here running, wondering if I was better off with my pills and stolen kisses.


What you don't know won't hurt you
What you don't show will kill you