POV: Haven
Where am I? I sit up in a bed that is not mine. The room is unfamiliar to me. I should be freaking out. I should be scared, but I oddly feel safe in this room. In this bed.
I feel so safe and warm. It's almost like no matter what happens I can never be hurt again as long as I'm here. How did I get here?
The room has light sage green walls and dark wood furniture and decor. The room is bigger than mine. The fireplace is lit, so I know someone is around.
Raphael was holding me is last thing I remember. He had stopped me from killing myself once again. Tears ran down my face at the memory. Why can't anyone understand what I want? All I'm asking for is their support and nothing more.
I feel like I'm drowning. Jake is probably angry at me for attempting suicide again. The last
