Jade’s POV
“Fuck.” I screamed, hitting my fist non-stop against the bricks underneath the bridge. Where back where we first hide the day Laura shot the guy who almost killed me.
She looks broken and her face is pale. Her eyes were blood red and her clothes were dirty from when she tripped and fell. She kept sliding her hands over her pants like she was trying to get off the guilt from all the s**t that had happened. My heart aches to see her like this. I took a deep breath.
She is seconds from falling apart. She is trying to be strong. She always does, but this time she’s beaten, and I have no idea how to heal the broken pieces.
It’s pitch black underneath the bridge and quiet. The only noise that’s ringing in my ears is Laura’s soft cry and the wind blowing like a f*****g demon in th
