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Belly's POV
I sat up pushing my feet to the floor. Jere mumbled a little and turned over. I didn't want to leave him. I felt so safe there. But I needed to find him. Pulling myself up, I got dressed and ran downstairs. Conrad sat at the kicthen table, waiting for me.
"Adam and Taylor are gone," he said.
"I'm not looking for them," he stare went up to me. "I need to talk to you. What did you guys fight about?"
"You," he stated smiply.
"I don't understand why."
"Have you seen yourself? You're beautiful and your personality is great. When you're not around Taylor."
I stood up and walked out to the beach.
Great. He pulled me in again. Now I love him. Again. How could you not? Those arms you just want to melt into-no. No, I will not think about him. I made up my mind. I'm in love with Jeremiah. This is so confusing!
I sat in the sand, drawing broken hearts in the sand. When I was younger I had depression, and it was really hard sometimes. I have a confession, I'm Emo. Yep, but being liked and popular overcame what music and clothes I liked. I really wanted to be myself, but society said otherwise. So, I threw away everything and started over, trading black for pink along the way. And I still hate pink to this day. I was bullied as a kid, so I hated myself even more.
But I was done. I was done with everything, even living. Buckits of tears came pouring out as I pulled a small, hidden blade from my pocket. I pulled it up to my wrist, wanting to end my life. It would be esier that way.
"No one will notice, no one cares, you're not worth it," I whispered to myself. I turned the blade in the sunlight. "You're worthless, a nothing."
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