"Sometimes it's things we love that destroy us."

Bree's pov.

I have my shower and put on a pair of jean shorts and a black lace top. My mom was a fashion designer, and she made sure I had all the clothes she ever designed.

My closet still had at least fifty new clothes that I haven't touched. I shake off the thought of my mom and head downstairs for breakfast.

"Good morning Maria," I say as I get down the stairs.

"Good morning sweetheart," she says with a pleasant smile. I sit on one of the barstools and Maria hands me my breakfast. I have my breakfast in silence and Maria sits next to me having hers.

My phone starts to buzz as I place my plate in the dishwasher. I pick it up, not bothering to check who it was.

"Hey Breeeeeeee..." someone says with a cheery voice, and I immediately recognize the who it was.

It's Annie, Jared's elder sister. Fuck, I had to deal with them too.

"Hey Annie," I greet her.

"I had to ask you something," she says.

"Spill it out Annie," I say.

"I'm getting married, and I want you to be my bridesmaid," she says. Great, just fucking great. I couldn't even say no to her.

"Umm...okay," I say. This is fucking awesome, isn't it!

"Thank you so much, Bree... You'll have to come home at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. The wedding is in a week. Please come home in the afternoon," she says.

I'm so pissed off right now, and I couldn't even say no to her.

"Okay, I'll be there," I say.

"Thank you. Bye Bree," she says and drops the call. Fantastic.

I throw my phone onto the couch and shake my head. I'll have to go and put up a fucking fake smile in front of everybody.

How did she get my new number? Oh, no! She called Jackson.

They are getting me into this so that I could move on which is not going to happen. I dial Jackson's number.

"Good morning Kitty," he says.

"I'm so fucking pissed off at you. You gave Annie my number, didn't you?" I ask him.

"Umm... I may have given it," he says.

"Just tell me why Jackson?" I ask him pleading.

"I want you to get out and make friends Kitty. I can't see you suffering anymore," he says. He's doing all he could to help me move on. He's just trying to help me.

"I know you're concerned about me Jackson but I'm not sure how going to Jared's house is going to help me either," I tell him and groan at the thought.

"But you can't run away from the truth Bree. I want you to move on from what happened, and it can only happen by accepting whatever has happened," he says. I let his words play in my mind.

"Fine Jackson but I have something to ask you," I say.

"What is it Kitty?" he asks me.

"Please ask Brad to leave me alone till afternoon. I need some time alone. I have someplace to visit," I say.

"I'll talk to him but be careful okay?" he asks me.

"I'll Jackson," I say. I need not tell him where I had to go cause he already knew.

"Okay, Kitty. I love you. Bye," he says.

"I love you too brother. Bye," I say and drop the call.

After half an hour I get into my car and start driving. It's been a while since I went there.

I stop the car when I reach there. No one really comes to this place. I walk up to his grave. Jared. I kiss his grave and sit down on the soft grass. Tears roll down my face.

"Why did you have to leave me, Jared? You wanted me to stay happy after you left and I tried. I did manage to smile after four months but when I did..." I trail off as a sob escapes my lips.

"They left me too Jared. (Sob) I can't smile anymore. I broke my promise. I can't ever stay happy. Every fucking night I cry myself to bed. I should have been dead, but I'm right here..." I say and cry.

"I miss you, Jared," I say and cry terribly. I bang my hand to his grave, and my hand scraped by a sharp end. Blood starts oozing out, and I take a sharp intake of breath. I just sit there letting the tears fall freely.

The blood starts to dry up a little. "I think I need to leave Jared," I say and get up. I kiss his grave.

"I love you. Bye," I say and turn away. I get back into my car and take the first aid kit. I clean my hand with some antiseptic and let it dry.

I start driving back home. It's sunny, so I put on my sunglasses. All of a sudden I see someone asking for a lift and stop. I put my window down.

"My car gave me some trouble. My house is just three streets away, could you drop me please," the guy asks. That means he lives on the same street as mine.

"Get in," I say, and the guy gets in. I frown once I take a look at who it is.

Aiden fucking Waters.

He looks at me and seems like he recognized me. I don't say anything and drive. He is the last person I wanted to deal with today.

"Your hand is bleeding," he says.

"So?" I ask. He'd probably think that I'm crazy, but I didn't care about the hurt.

"You look so different," he states making me roll my eyes as I drive.

"Why don't you dress up like this to school?" he asks, and it ticks me off.

"Would you fucking stop bickering me with your questions?" I ask him. He lifts his arms in defeat. I was driving one of the guys I hate. How perfect is my life? I stop by the address he tells me.

"Why don't you come in? My mom could bandage that for you," he offers as he gets out of my car.

"Thanks, but I'm all right," I kindly deny.

"That should be paining like hell," he points out, and I stop myself from rolling my eyes at him.

"You don't know me," I remark with a tight fake smile. Aiden shrugs and gets off my car. He closes the door with a smirk which I clearly ignore. I take off before he could say anything else.

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I reach home, and Maria comes rushing towards me.

"What happened?" she questions taking my hand.

"My hand scraped by a sharp edge," I say simply. She nods and asks me to sit down on the couch. Physical pain didn't do anything much to me. It was nothing but a distraction from the pain in my heart.

"Why do you have to keep hurting yourself?" Maria asks concerned while cleaning the blood. I don't answer and stop the tears from rolling down. She bandages my hand and looks at me.

I don't say anything and hug her. She hugs me back. I needed this; I needed someone, but I was scared to let anyone close. I let go of her and wipe my tears away.

"How about we have lunch? You need to go to Annie's remember?" Maria reminds me, and I nod before walking into the kitchen.

I drink a glass of water and take my lunch. I didn't feel like eating. I shove the steak into my mouth. After eating a little, I couldn't take in anymore and dump the leftovers. I take a coke tin and start sipping on it. If I didn't have to go over to Annie's, I would have had some vodka instead.

I head back to my room so that I could check if I were looking alright. I look into the mirror. God, I look awful. I apply a layer of makeup and felt a little better, but my eyes were still red. I couldn't let others know I cried. I didn't change my outfit. The same black lace top and it's totally see-through. My brown hair over my shoulders.

Disgusted by my appearance, I leave the room and head back downstairs.

"Maria, I'm going!" I announce and get out of the house.

I took my Bentley this time. I drive down to Annie's house or rather Jared's. I take deep breaths.

I hope it goes fine, I think to myself and walk-in. Just hope.

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