~Carlea's POV~

Whore.
The words raged in my head.
Slut.
I made a cut for each one.
Ugly.
They wouldn't stop.
Worthless.
It was all true.
Pathetic.
That's all I am.
No one can ever love you.
I'm unlovable. I let the blood drip down my arm, and close my eyes. The world would be better off without me. All I do is hurt everyone.

~Jason's POV~

I search down every street and alley looking for her. She's gone....I can't believe she's gone. She came back after talking to Mitch, changed clothes, and laid in bed. I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, she was gone. Mitch. He was the last one who talked to her. I go find Mitch and punch him in the jaw.
"Jason what the hell?!" Jerome yells.
"You. You were the last one she talked to. It's your fault!" I yell at Mitch. I start towards him to kick his ass, and Preston holds me back with the help of Adam and Ian.
"Jason calm down." Brittany walks over.
"Carlea is depressed and she is probably having one of her episodes. What matters now is finding her, and making sure she hasn't cut herself to where she dies. She's suicidal Jason. We don't have time for you to act like a child!" She scolds me, as if I was a child. We all go back to looking for Carlea. Adam and Ian were frantic, even more than I was. After several hours, we find her. She was unconscious and there was blood everywhere.
"Carlea!" I cry out. I kneel beside her, and see her arms. Adam and Ian run up, and I pick her up. We had to get her to a hospital. Racing inside the doors, they quickly get her into a room. Two hours later, they asked who her legal guardian was.
"She's eighteen ma'am." Ian says. She shakes her head.
"Even so, we must let her parents or legal guardian know." The nurse tells us. Brittany walks in.
"I'm her legal guardian. Brittany Harrison." She explains. The nurse nods and lets her go in.
"No visitors except family." The nurse reminds us.
"They are my family...." We hear a weak voice from inside the room. I dart past the nurse and to Carlea's side.
"Hey." She whispers. I shake my head.
"You stupid little doofus. Why did you do that....I was so scared I was gonna lose you." I say as tears fall down my face.
"I'm sorry..." She shrinks back as if I was going to hurt her. I kiss her forehead.
"I love you so much." I murmur. Tears were falling down her face.
"How can you? All I do is mess everything up and hurt everyone." She cries. I take her hand and look her in the eyes.
"Carlea Christensen. You are a sweet, amazing girl. And I love you. I love you because you aren't afraid to be yourself, and because you bring out the best in us." I tell her, and kiss her. Mitch, Jerome, Brittany, Ian, and Adam walk in.
"Carlea you're my twin. And how many times do I have to tell you that you are none of the things you think. You are amazing and wonderful. You spazz." Brittany says.
"Carlea you're like our little sister. You brighten up every room with your spazziness." Jerome says. Mitch nods.
"You're beautiful and smart, and you make us smile everyday." Adam adds.
"I've loved you ever since that first day in Minecraft. Because you just have the felling about you, how you can be a badass when you need to, but your also really sweet and quirky. Jason is lucky to have you, and you are amazing." Ian finishes. Carlea was nearly sobbing and I kiss her forehead. The nurse comes in and says we have to leave, that Carlea needs sleep. She says only one of us can stay overnight, and I do. I watch her sleeping peacefully, and I can almost picture that everything is right, but I know there's a bunch of things wrong inside her head. All her life, her mind was twisted to the point where she will hate herself for the rest of her life. The nurse said she nearly cut a vein, and she would have if she hadn't passed out from fatigue. I want to help her, but I don't know how.

~~~At TeamCrafted House~~~

~Brittany's POV~

I sit in Preston and I's room, anxiously staring out the window. Arms wrap around me from berhind.
"She will be okay Brit." Preston's voice soothes me.
"I know but...she will do this again." I whisper.
"We can help her. She just needs to be shown how much we all care about her." He murmurs. I nod and turn to kiss him, but suddenly, he's gone.
"Preston?" I call out. The room dissolves.
"PRESTON!!!!" I scream. A figure appears before me, with glowing white eyes.
"Herobrine....." I breathe.
"Your friend Carlea shouldn't be alive. The world has come out of balance. You must either kill her, Jason, or Preston to correct the tear. You cannot tell anyone of this meeting, or it will be your life that is taken as payment. You have a week." A voice whispers, then I'm back in my room as if nothing happened. Preston comes in a moment later.
"You called?" He asked, and smiled his dorky grin.
"O-oh I'm fine. Just worried about Carlea and stuff." I say and smile. He comes over to me and hugs me.
"She will be okay Brit." He whispers. My blood runs cold.
"She will do this again Preston...." I murmur.
"We can help her. She just needs to be shown how much we all care about her." He tells me. I nearly start crying. Herobrine's message was real, and I only had a week to decide who I will sacrifice...