In the ambulance Jade held Tori's cold, pale hand and begged her to be okay. She knew that if Tori died she would hang herself. Tori stopped her the first time.
I tied the rope to my light fitting and took a deep breath. I heard someone come into the house but I knew if it was my dad he wouldn't come upstairs. I tied the rope around my neck tight and jumped off the stool I hung there for a few minutes gagging for air when a girl, I think, walked in. She gasped and immediately untied the rope and I gasped for air, laying on her knees. Her stroking my hair. I look up and see my rescuer. Tori Vega. The next day I woke up with bruising on my neck where the rope had been.
I was grateful. I loved her.