-Brooke's POV-

My eyes snapped open as I leaned against the wall. I traced the bloodstain that Mia ad left on that night. I relived her last moments, her last words.

"Snap out of it, Brooke!" I told myself. I took one last glance at the scar on my arm before bursting into tears.

Suddenly, my phone beeped with a text.

Perfect timing.

-Kendall's POV-

I glanced at the clock on my phone screen. Shit. I promised to text Brooke at 2:00 PM and now it's 2:30. She's probably beating tha crap out of her teddy bears right now. God, she overreacts so bad when something's late. I unlocked my phone and went to the messages.

What the fuck? She hadn't even texted me to say that I had to text her! Weird...

Me: sup best friiieeeeennnnnddddd
BFF: oh hi.
Me: aren't u gonna fly into a fucking rage at me for not texting u @ 2?
BFF: ?
Me: I fucking promised u 2 txt u at 2 PM
BFF: oh yeah
BFF: WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T U FUCKING TXT ME @ 2?! IT'S 2:35 GODAMMIT!
Me: though so.
BFF: WHY DIDN'T I FUCKING REALIZE?!
Me: geez go ask yourself
BFF: it's ok tho
Me: g THX FOR TELLING ME u daughter of a fucking bitch
BFF: thanks, mofo
Me: I'll be there in five
BFF: k

Weird. Well, maybe her fucking hamster died and she's upset.

Well, I promised her in five.

I'd better not waste another minute.

Notes

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