Breathe | thirty three
It was dream, and when she woke up, it was even worse. She was sitting in a big chair with an iv injected into her arm. After Justin explained everything to her, she ripped the Iv out. " i- I am so. So so sorry." She whispered and he shook his head, trying to sit her back down. "Justin no, this is my fault. And and I don't even remember half of it. Any of it!" She almost yells and she widened her eyes once she saw a scratch on his cheek. She ran her finger over it. "Brooke, stop-" he whispered but she pushed his hand back. "Did- did I do this," she chocked out and she felt the tears form. "I'm such an idiot I'm su-" " I hurt you!" She yelled moving herself away from him. "I hurt you, real bad! It could've been worse! And I didn't even know I was hurting you, I wasn't aware of it!" She yelled and this time you could say she was choking on her tears. "I need you to tell me what's wrong," he whispered by pulling her against his chest and lazily wrapped both arms around her back, pulling her closer. Only trying to give her the effect of protection, security. "I don't care what you do, I care why" he whispered and she pulled away, wiping her eyes. "I Can't give you a valid answer. Not one you'll like, and I can't afford to have you leave me... I'm sorry." She breathed out.