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"All Torn Up"

Alex's p.o.v.

"What do you mean '3 months'?!" I shrugged sheepishly.  "Claire got out a few weeks ago but you were still in a coma." She put her head In her hands and sighed. "What about tour? What about the double d's? Fuck, I let everyone down!" I shook my head and sat next to her, wrapping my arm around her. "No, we paused the tour. Everyone is just waiting for you to get better. Look around this room right now and tell me what you see." She looked up slowly and examined the room. "I see...fan-art...cards, flowers, stuffed animals, and my awesome mom and dad." She smiled wide and Tay sat on the other side of her. "See, Kit-kat? So many people love you. You can't  get all torn up over this." She nodded and I kissed her nose. I heard screaming outside the room and Kat frowned. "What do you think that was?" Me and Tay shared a look and I nodded. "I'll be back." Tay started tickling her and I smiled. My family. I walked outside the room and seen everyone gathered around something, worry washed over me so I ran over. "Guys, what's wro-" The group seperated and showed a medium sized girl. "Alex?!" I sighed and was about to walk away until she ran in front of me. "Y-you don't remember me, do you?" I shook my head and walked around her. "Sorry. But i'm just not in the mood for fans right now." She laughed and pulled me back, literally. "No, Lex. Look at me." My eyes searched her face for some sign of recognition. Until, I reached her eyes. Those unforgettable eyes. Those eyes that I fell in love with when I was younger. "Emily?!" She giggled and nodded, hugging me tightly. I wasted no time returning it. "But...why?! How?! How are you here?! Why are you here?!" She pulled back which made me frown. "I think we should talk in private." I nodded and looked around. "Tell Kat and Tay I'll be back soon." I let her walk ahead and Jack stopped me. "Do you really think that's a good idea? Leaving with the girl you were head over heals in love with? Alone?" I sighed and pushed past him, following Emily to her car.
~Emily's p.o.v.~
Flashback

I was in the middle of straitening my hair when i got a call. I sighed and mumbled 'every time'. I glared at the small piece of plastic before giving in and picking it up. "What, Jada?!" She giggled. "Come over! I have the best surprise ever! You  are gonna love me so much after this!" I groaned and walked back to the straightener putting her on speaker. "You said that exact same thing yesterday to show me your new favorite show...which, by the way, sucked." I said recalling the memory. She sighed. "IT DOES- not important. I need you over here, like, now. I'm not kidding..." She trailed her voice seriously. I looked out of the window to see her chocolate brown eyes staring into my hazel ones. I groaned and gave in with a sigh. "Fine. I'll be there in a second." She nodded and walked away from the window. I finished the last few strands before putting on my black beenie and my phone in my pocket. I didn't even bother telling my parents, they wouldn't notice, nor would they care anyway. I checked my phone for the millionth time today seeing Alex still hasn't texted me yet. I sighed and shoved it in my back pocket and walked out the door. Me and Alex met from a pen-pal thing back in freshman year. At first, i wasn't into the whole "meeting new people" type of  deal. Especially, since they could be a crazy stalker guy. But, that wasn't Alex. We soon started talking more and more. I told him everything-well, almost. You see, I've been dealing with depression lately. The only way i can get past it is by purging and self harm, sad, I know. But, that still isn't enough to keep me going. Luckily, i had Alex and Jada. Neither of them knew but, they still helped. Even though Alex lived thousands of miles away, I still felt safe. This voice in the back of my head's telling me i should tell them but, another one says they'll hate me for it. I get a chill at the thought and keep on walking. It's best if i just keep walking and not think. I got to her door and let myself in. Her mom's always out on business and her dad is used to it. "Hey, Emily! How are you?" He walks over and hugs me. He is like the father i never had. He actually cares about me. I don't know why but, he does. "I'm okay, mister Ryan. Where's Jada?" He smirks and releases me and points at the basement stairs. I smile and mutter a thanks. I make my way down and sit on the tattered yellow couch that she's had since pre-k. There used to be three of us. Me, Jada, and Piper. She was this short, blonde-headed weirdo, full of energy. She always was the one to make us laugh. We knew her up to the 7th grade. We all changed that year, we lost ourselves. Jada and i became closer but, Piper turned on us. She started hanging out with the cool crowd and bullied others. They told her that if she didn't bully us, she was out. So, she took that as an opportunity to tell our greatest weaknesses and insecurities. It was terrible. It went all the way to Senior year when she moved away. Her "friends" still kept on though. I heard a noise coming from the garage and stood shaking my head. "Are you okay in their, Jay?" She fell into the door and landed at my feet. I chuckled and helped her up. "What was that all about?" I gestured at the door before closing it. "I had to find my car keys, i know i put them somewhere.." She scratched her head in confusion. I looked around and saw them hanging on the ironing board. I laughed and threw them at her. "You might find them  if you keep them on the key hook ya' know." She waved me off and shoved them in her pocket. "Why do you need them, anyway?" She smirked. "For the surprise." I quirked my brow. "Yeah, what's all this surprise business again?" She pulled me up from the couch and led me upstairs. "Well, you can't know the surprise, silly! But, we do have to change your clothes. That is not gonna work." I sighed and looked down at my grey skinnies and black nirvana tee with my red flannel around my waist. "What's wrong with my outfit?!" She pushed me into her room and sat me down. "You look like you just came out of a terrible retro hipster movie." I scoffed. "I do not!" She smiled and nodded walking in her closet. "You do too!" She mocked. I pouted and waited for her to come out. "I think this looks a lot better." She came out holding a green Ambercrombie baseball tee with black skinny jeans and white converse. "I disagree because you hate the outfits i pick out. So, i'm gonna pick out something else." Okay, that was a lie. The baseball tee only went to my elbow. It would show my cuts and i definitely wasn't ready to talk about those. I got up and walked into the closet and searched for a long sleeve. I saw a Jack and Sally Sweater. I smirked and snatched it. I also forgot to mention my obsession with Tim Burton movies. I love all of them besides Paranorman. That movie was ridiculous. I love how he created this awesome world out of his twisted imagination. He then took you to see it. It's just amazing, to say the least. When i told Alex, he said i would get along with his friend Jack and we could fan girl together. I chuckled at the memory and walked out throwing it on the bed and slamming onto it. "What's wrong, love?" I glanced at her over a pillow and stuck my face into it deeper. Heh, that's what she said. "Alex hasn't texted me at all in the past few weeks. I think i might've done something wrong. I don't know, maybe i said the wrong thing?" She shook her head and climbed in next to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "Don't think like that. Thoughts are just venom waiting to react. You can't let it. Otherwise, you'll explode." I nodded and looked up to see her smiling down at me. "Let's get you dressed, yeah?" I nodded and smiled. She handed me the outfit and told me she'd be downstairs, hopefully that's where she'll stay. I swiftly remove my shirt keeping on my tank top and threw it into the hamper. I slid on the sweater careful not to hurt myself but, quick enough to be done faster. Now came the hard part, my jeans. I took a deep breath and unzipped them i looked up too disgusted to see the reddening marks. I switched them with the black ones. Once i was done, i noticed i was crying and wiped the tears with the sweater. I took a second to look at myself. "Why am i such a fuck up?" I asked nothing but my own reflection, hoping i would get an answer so i can change whatever it is. Nothing but my own sadness looked back at me. "Are you okay up there?!" I opened the door and trudged downstairs. "Yeah, but, my vans stay." She looked at my old tattered shoes and back at me. "You sure?" I nodded. "Yup!" Popping the 'p'. She rolled her eyes and mister Ryan came down. "We're leaving now, dad." He nodded and hugged us both and kissed us on the head. "Have fun, stay safe, don't stay out too long." We both nod. "We will!" Jada once again grabbed my hand and drug me down the driveway to her black Subaru.

Flashback over

"Em, what's up?" I shook my head and smiled. "Nothing, let's go in." I pulled the keys out and made my way inside.

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