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Just so people know the chapter name will be relevant to the P.O.V of the person at the begining of the chapter.
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Chapter two: I want her to trust me...
[Anthony’s P.O.V]:
I ran out into the cold air to see Brooke hurrying away from me. Being the fit person I am I was able to get to her fast. I grabbed Brookes arm and hauled her to a stop so that she would listen to me.
“Let me go!” She screamed at me almost breaking down into tears.
I wasn’t just about to let everything I have been working so hard for get taken away from me due to one girl’s emotions, if I didn’t even try to help Brooke all that would have been pointless.
“Get off me!” Brook cried as I pulled her jacket sleeve to hard accidently tearing it off.
“What the fuck!” Blake cursed loudly as he reached us both.
I let my eyes travel to what he was staring at and that’s when I saw the large two gashes up Brookes arm. I could tell that they were quite new since her arms where still stained with blood.
“Anthony... I-I can’t be here,” Blake suddenly said sounding alarmed as he started backing away from us.
“Blake you cannot just leave her like this, Brooke needs someone,” I called out to him in disbelief as he continued to step backwards.
I kneeled down to Brooke who was obviously hurt and touched her cheek lightly.
“Brookey I’m here,” I said soothingly trying to comfort her.
“Anthony, don’t go near that fucking crazy bitch!” Blake yelled at me harshly.
I didn’t pay attention to anything else he said after that I couldn’t believe what a useless friend he could be. I knew Brooke needed someone’s help and it would be mine.
[Blake’s POV]:
I couldn’t stand being around her, what the hell is that girl’s problem? I tightened my hand into a fist and punched the stone outer wall a few times. Brooke was the kind of person I hate; they think that their lives are so tough that they harm themselves so people become sorry for them. She made me so mad. Everyone thinks that I have the most perfect life but in reality I hate my life so much I would trade it for anyone’s. My parents are divorced so they both try to by my love with anything and I mean anything I want. I’m super sexy so that makes people jealous of me or try to suck up to be part of my large “friends”. In reality I probably don’t have any friends besides Anthony. Everyone else just knows me as the spoilt, crazy, hot party boy, and somewhere deep inside of me knows that that’s all they will ever want to know.
I tried to pull my thoughts together but it was useless I would be thinking about Brooke all day now. “Blake!” I heard an overly cheerful voice from behind me call out.
I already knew who it was and I did NOT want to speak with her, didn’t she get my message earlier? I turned around to see Lauren. I couldn’t care less on what she wanted.
“I was thinking that maybe you should have a party tonight,” Lauren said excitedly trying to reach my lips.
I pushed her away easily sighing that she didn’t get the message.
“Okay on one condition...” I said bored not wanting to throw a party but what else could I do?
Lauren nodded giving me one of her seductive smiles.
“Do not ever, ever try to kiss me again.” I growled before storming off.
[Anthony’s POV]:
I sat down next to Brooke and pulled her closer. I had a feeling that she wouldn’t want to talk anytime soon so I looked at the football players practicing. We now where sitting at the oval which was far away from the cafeteria since I thought It would be a better place to try and get Brooke to open up to me. I felt a cold rain drop land on the side of my cheek, rain perfect. I extended my jacket to cover half of Brooke’s body.
“ Thanks...” She mumbled burying her head into my shoulder blade.
“When you said that I wouldn’t have a partner in class earlier... Did you mean that you were going to kill yourself?” I asked trying to sound strong but I could tell my voice was shaky.
“I still am going to.” Brooke answered like it was no big deal.
“Just tell me one thing... Why?” I whispered not being able to speak any louder.
I felt Brookes body tense as if she didn’t want to tell me anything. But I needed to know why so that I could help her I could see her living her life far and happy but I needed to help her threw whatever was causing her to think like this. I always wanted to know why people hate her so much, Brooke is actually very beautiful and I have seen that she has a very nice personality. If people would just try to get to know her I’m sure they would find out so much.
I grabbed her hand and kissed it lightly not wanting to alarm her or anything.
“I guess... I guess I have nothing to live for.” Brooke suddenly spoke so quietly that it took me off guard.
“How can you be so sure?” I asked leaning my head on hers.
“I have no real parents. My foster parents abuse me every second of the day that I’m there. I have no friends, no one that I can go two when everything gets tough. No one who loves me,” She mumbled painfully as she told me things that she probably has never said to anyone.
“I’m your friend, and you can always come to me,” I said pulling her into a hug to show her that I truly did care.
I couldn’t see Brooke’s face but I could hear the sound of her crying. I wasn’t about to let her go and hurt herself anymore. I would always be here for her no matter what she wanted...
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Sorry if you thought it was to boring or you just didn't like it I have lots on my mind so I don't really know how to connect with my characters. Tell me if its okay please though :] [smile.or.die] Andy