The same to the other 2 chapters
WARNING: so much self violence

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** Cross's P.O.V ** (trigger warning up ahead)

As i said, its going to be a long day, i awoke the others, Although I wanted them to go back to sleep, i guess those idiots who are in the van are deep sleepers, i wonder what have they been doing last night. Other people say I'm a sh#t head I mean like what's a sh#t head? I once asked them, but they started laughing, i was so confused, i never knew what they were talking about. I was going to ask another question but ended up getting them to walk away. What is it with people calling me sh#T head?

What does it mean?

I pulled the van's door slowly and quietly, careful not wake the 'heart breakers' cause why not call them that? After all, they never realized what they'be done to us. I care fully tiptoe to my bag near by nightmare. And God, he snores so loud, his mouth is open wide, i might have to block his mouth with a spare muffin in my bag. Before I could reach for my pocket knife, which I add so much, just in case. I took the spare muffin out of its container, then carefully blocked his mouth with it. I dashed out quietly

I walked out, a little far away feom the van. I walked in a forest not too far. But it's a good spot to cut. I started to cut on my legs. I felt so limp. I had some bandages with me just in case. I wrapped them up then rolled down my pants. I quickly walked to the van, ignoring the pain it has given me. I changed into normal clothes. The others woke up and looked at me differently, like my appearance changed. I told them I changed my clothes. To a more appropriate attire. But never knew anyways. The van started to slowly go. After this long ride. We're going to be home. I pulled out my phone from my bag, and god, who knows how long I haven't used my phone is a very long time since this guilt trip started. I never used it ever since. I also pulled out my headsets or headphone whatever you call em'

I plugged them in, i went up for my music player, i searched for 'roses' by the chainsmokers. They are now my favorite singers. I started to play it. But something else happend. I didn't push the plug on my headset fully through my phone, the music played from the outside, not in my headset or headphones whatever you call em'

It was so embarrassing, i had to stop it, i didn't get stop it cause my flipping phone was off already and I was freaking out! I even had to type my FLIPPIN password. I stopped it and it took long it enough, heart breakers are just ignoring the fact that im embarrassed. God why do I even love him, knowing that he'll just break my heart, again ,again and again until it lasts forever until my heart is fully shattered, dreams and feelings have been scattered.

Over the floor.

I was relieved after this incident. But why do I call it may you ask? I'm embarrassed as h#ck and I don't want be embarrassed in front of nightmare. It not like he cares, he'll find it amusing to him. That's why.
I listened peacefully, not paying attention to anything. It not like paying attention to them is worth enough my sadness. The van skid to a stop alarming everyone some fell on their seats or just terrified. I was just sitting still, not really knowing what is going on. "Next time, pay attention, look forward, don't look backward, cause it won't solve your problem" Pj's words echoed from the back of my mind.

"Pay Attention on the road, look forward, don't look backward, cause it won't solve your problem." I muttered on low-key. So what he mean't was, 'pay attention on the road' was like 'pay attention to the question' knowing that you won't get your answer 'look forward' is like 'move on' if you don't look forward to a new future, you will look backward to the past, 'don't look backward' is like the past is the past, you can't change it, you can't move on cause it wont solve my problem, looking at the past won't solve my problem, because of what happend between me and nightmare, and I looked backward at my past and didn't move on. But didn't solve my problem. So i had to move on, to look forward.

I snapped out of my thoughts realizing this was all wrong, i should've loved him. He's just using me.
But what am I thinking. "Dont go to another world cross, everyone knows your daydreaming" Pj more like hate-teased me. Another world is like the past, daydreaming is the present. You gotta teach me some quotes now. Like right now.

I need to make feelsy quotes, or poems

You may come from the sky
You may come from misery
But the best thing to come
Is when you come back to me

Okay

Addicted to love
And I'm your supplier
You and I
Burn like a fire
My words
Cut like barb wire
That's how it feels
When you love a liar

Okay something else.

A picture is like a memory if us together

Your love is a window with curtains, when the curtains are opened, you open your heart, you shared your love, but when the curtains are closed,
You closed your heart, you lost your love.

I don't know the meaning of perfect until I met you.

You may fall from the sky
You may fall from a tree
But the but the best way to fall
Is to fall in love with me
(Credits to owner)

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