-Cyrus P.O.V.-

I guess that this is it. I never really could tell anyone anything, and yet here I am in the world that I was born in.

Why I came back alluded me. It was for Miranda right?

I sat up, and hastily broughtmyself to my feet, Cody looking at me from the corner of his gaze.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked me.

"I need to talk to her." came my reply.

"Like the way you are? You won't make it ten inches outside before you collapse."

"I'll take my chances." I then left him and began to stumble on outside towards the river, my body aching from Martin's onslaught.

By the time I had reached the river, my legs gave out, and I fell to my knees, pantingloudly as I began to recover.

"Need help?" asked a voice, and I tilted my head,  and my eyes met Miranda's magenta gaze.

I smiled softly at her. "Um, sure." I reached out and grabbed her hand, and I was pulled to my feet.

"What brings you out here?" I looked at her, and upon closer inspection I found that there were tear marks running dowb her cheeks.

What had I done?