Bree's P.O.V.
I dragged her into the kitchen so we could have a little privacy. What I didn't notice was the five guys eves-dropping.
"Fine. You want to know about me and Austin? We met when we were four. Instantly we were inseparable. When we were ten we dated and it didn't work out. A year later we decided to give it another try. We decided that it would be best if we just stayed best friends. The next year, at age twelve, Austin became famous, yeah we stayed friends for a while, but we weren't nearly as close as we used to be. After another year, Austin and I never hung out anymore, and if we did, it would be once in every fifteen blue moons and in someplace dark and abandoned. It seemed like he didn't want to be seen with me. So one day, when I asked him about it, he told me that he didn't want to be seen with me. He told me that it was because I wasn't good enough, or famous, that I was ugly, that I was just trying to use him for fame, that I was an attention seeker, that I was a freak, and because I was fat. After that, I cut, I starved myself, I wore tons upon tons of make up, I popped pills, and I dated so many guys that I lost count because I wanted to feel loved, I wanted to feel like I was worth something. Until one day, I actually tried to kill myself. I got on to the railings of a bridge and I jumped. I would have died if my older brother, Adam, wasn't there to save me. Got any more questions?" I asked and walked out of the house. I just need to go for a walk- take a breather.
I had just gotten a few blocks away when I heard Austin call out behind me. "Wait!" I stopped in my tracks to let him catch up. "Dang, you're fast." He tells me.
"Well, no duh Sherlock." Yes he knows. I mean why shouldn't he? He has bionics too. He is the fastest boy on earth.
"Bree, where are you going?"
"I'm going home, Austin."
"Why?"
"I just told someone everything that I have kept inside for the past three years. I can not deal with the after effects of that. Not right now." I tell him.
"Ok. How about I change the subject… sort of." He tells me.
"What conversation did you have in mind?"
"You tried to kill yourself?"
"Last month." I admit. All of a sudden I feel his arms wrap around me in a tight hug.
"Bree, I am so so so sorry. I didn't mean a word of it. I promise." I could hear his voice cracking on every word. My arms instantly wrapped around him to return the comforting hug.
"Come on. Race you to my house?" I ask him.
"You're on."
Once we get there (at the same exact time), a few minutes later, we are laughing our heads off. "I won." I tell him.
"No, I clearly won." He says with a playful smile.
"Nu-uh."
"Yeah-huh."
"Nu-uh."
"Yeah-huh."
"Nu-uh."
"Yeah-huh."
"Yeah-huh."
"Nu-uh… wait. Hey!" after he said that we both erupted into laughter again. When we were done with our laughing fit, we walked inside and went down into the lab. Once down there, we saw that everyone was there with a sad look on their faces.
"Hey guys, look who followed me home." Once I said this, all of their heads snapped up.
"Oh my god! Bree, we thought that you would try to kill yourself again!" Adam said and gave me a hug, but before letting me go, he whispered into my ear: "Is that who I think that is?" I gave a small nod. Once he let me go, he walked up to Austin. "If you EVER hurt my sister again, I will put you in the hospital." He told him while pointing a finger in his face.