Luke's POV

I slit little cuts across my wrists, and they smile bloody little smiles in return. My arms ache but I let the pain seep past my skin and deep into my soul, the pain spilling out again from my eyes as salty liquid. I can't believe I'm losing her. She's marrying a prince, and leaving me behind. She doesn't feel the same for me, I've loved her all these years. I'd treat her right, she's the best thing to ever happen to me. Well, until now. But I still love her. Now it all just feels hopeless. I deserve this pain, I'd never take it out on her, so I'll take it out on myself. Blood runs down in streams as I cut deeper until I feel numb. I blink a few times and the room blurs. I become dizzy and fall quickly onto my bedroom floor.

Zoe's POV

I knock on Luke's door. He hasn't been out of his room since he got home, and I heard a loud thud come from inside, so I decided to check and make sure he's alright. I bang on the door but no answer. Then I see blood seeping from underneath the door. Blood?! "Luke! Luke! I'm coming in!" I yell frantically and hoarsely with panic and I throw open his door. I see him lying on the ground, limp. His arms are bloodied and a razor lies near him. He's bleeding out fast. I have to get him to the hospital, now! I shake him and yell his name but he's unresponsive so I call the hospital. An ambulance pulls up soon and rushes him to the E.R. I wait with him in the ambulance as we make our way there. My gut is filled with fear for my brother.

To be continued....