Elle's P.O.V

2 days later, I was still in Ireland helping John with Ed's memory. He knew his brother and was slowly remembering me.

I went on twitter for the first time in ages and I had about 2K new followers because of my relationship with Jedward. Their fans were so nice and constantly asking me to tell Edward to get better soon. One caught my eye, it was a hate comment

"@ArielleHateGroup: you bitch! I know why Ed chose you to forget, because your just a slut who should die in a hole. your nothing but a fat, ugly, stupid, fake bitch!"

That comment made me feel like a knife had been stabbed through me.

I walked over to me dresser and dug out a shiny black handed switchblade that my dad gave me for self defence.

I counted the words an statements that I knew were true: 1) a slut 2) should die in a hole 3) fat 4) ugly 5) stupid 6) fake 7) bitch. So I cut my wrist seven times, the blood trickled down my left arm. I watched, I cried, I felt like I was dying from pain. I heard knocking on the bathroom door

"Elle are you ok? I hear crying" no shit Sherlock

"I'm fine" I said with my voice breaking, "I cut myself while shaving"

"oh okay, do you need help?"

"No I'm fine Edward"

"You don't sound fine"

"I'm serious, just go. I'm fine, I promise"

"Okay"

I grabbed my phone and called my sister

"Amy can you pick me up tonight please"

"Sure I'll come over too. see you tonight"

"I love you Amy"

"I love you too Elle"

I hung up after that. I walked to my room and started to pack.

"John! Edward!" I yelled

They raced to my room and sat on the bed, like I instructed them.

"I'm going back to Australia tonight"

"What?!" John exclaimed

"Really?!" Edward yelled

"Yes, I'm going back tonight, my sisters picking me up in the private jet" I said while braiding my hair with a five strand plait

"You can't go" Edward said softly

"I need to. I'm sorry, I'm just too emotional at the moment so I'm going home. But I will visit and text and call so don't worry"

I walked out after hugging them and saying goodbye

40 minutes later

The plane landed and I hopped on, I hugged my sister and asked her so many questions like: How's mum and dad? How's Mathias and Emerald? How's singing going she shut me up after "how's singing going" I asked her

"on the way home we could stop by a pound"

"Why?"

"I want to buy a dog"

"Okay, do you know what breed you want?"

"No, but I want a big dog" I said

Landing

It was 9 in the morning, and we stopped by a pound.

There were so many dogs but I picked a black and brown German Shepherd,

"What are you going to name her?" My sister asked

"Karma" I answered

We left the pound and Amy drove home but I was going to walk (with Karma) to the closest hairdresser.

When I got there I tied her outside to a pole.

"Hi, was wondering how much would it be for a ombré dye and a cut?"
"It would be $45.99, Miss..." She trailed off so I could answer with my last name

"Kelly"

"Miss Kelly, please sit here"

She undid my braid, straightened my hair and cut it so it wasn't behind my knees but just above my bum.

I sat completely still while she dyed my hair like the photo I showed her, it was an old photo of my hair when I was 17.

Edward's P.O.V

Why did she leave?

I went through Twitter and saw a comment that was about Arielle

"@ArielleHateGroup: you bitch! I know why Ed chose you to forget, because your just a slut who should die in a hole. your nothing but a fat, ugly, stupid, fake bitch!"

I started to remember Arielle Kelly, the one who sang on stage, the one who 'Mel' stabbed, the one I loved. The girls heart that I broke...