(Okay for this part of the story I have switched to Kyle's point of view)
I woke up in a Hospital bed with bandages around my wrist and Marissa was sitting me next to me smiling with tears falling from her eyes.
"Hey." She said.
"Hey." I mumbled.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have acted the way I did." She said apologetically.
"It's okay. How did I get here?" I asked.
"I called an ambulance. I wasn't going to let my best friend die." She explained.
I smiled at the sound of "Best Friend." I knew she wasn't lying because her smile said it was all true.
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Love Scars
Do you know how it feels to not be loved by the one whom you love. Well Kyle does. And these are his love scars.
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