I dragged the cold metal against my skin once again.
I heard someone come in.
It was Calum.
He grabbed the blade out of my hand and flushed it down the toilet.
"Calum what the hell!" I yelled.
"What did you expect? I'm not going to stand here and watch my best friend die!" Cal yelled.
"But I should die! Kylie is in the hospital because of me! She's in a coma because of me!" I yelled back.
"But that doesn't mean she's dead!" Calum yelled.
"She could've died and it was because of me!" I yelled.
I ran my fingers in my hair in frustration.
"But she isn't dead! It's not your fault either! The management made you 'date' Bryana!" Calum said.
"Your right Cal." I said calming down.
"Of course I am." Calum said.
"It's just that in the hospital,she looked so,so broken." I said.
"She was already broken." Calum said. "But it was never your fault nor hers. Remember? She was abused and bullied which caused her to be broken."
"I wish I could help her. I don't want to hurt her anymore. I love her too much to hurt her again."