(Your POV)

"Is it actually broken? Like the bone split and everything?" I ask. Hope sighs.

"YES IT'S BROKEN! FOR THE FITH TIME IT'S BROKE! LAST NIGHT THE BITCH BROKE IT! WHEN YOU COME BACK TO SCHOOL I'LL SHOW YOU!" She yells. Okay, it's broken, it's actually broken. There's no changing that.

"How are we supposed to go dress shopping tomorrow? Tomorrow's Saturday, didn't you say you had to go back to the hospital to get your cast put on?" I ask. She sighs before starting to laugh quietly.

"No, I'm actually getting it on Sunday. They just put me in a splint and gave me crutches for now. So looks like short dresses are gonna be my new best friends." She says. Well then, I see how it is. I start to laugh before gasping.

     "Am I just chopped liver now? IS THAT ALL THAT I AM?!" I say as I start to fake cry. I expect a reaction out of Hope but she doesn't do anything, all she does is stare at me. I stop and stare back at her.

     "(Y/N), Lui can do a better fake cry better then you can with his little kid voice." She says plainly.

Is something bothering her? I'm just so used to the happy and cheerful Hope like on my first day. I want THAT Hope back. She's there, but at the same time she isn't.

"Is.... is something bothering you?" I ask. She shakes her head no before setting her elbow on her desk and sitting her head in her hand.

"My legs broken and I'm out of soccer for the rest of the season, and maybe till indoor comes around. So, I guess you can say THAT'S bothering me." She says. My phone vibrates next to me. I glance down at it.

How's being suspended treating you? Having fun? The mystery number text. I start to smile and look back at Hope, who clearly seems annoyed.

"Okay yeah, I DO have something bothering me. Ever since we fucking told you about Evan you legit acted like we weren't even there and ignored us. It was a slap in the face for all of us, you did what we told you not to do. I've already been ignored once in my life, no, I'm sorry two now, first my actual parents and now you. It seems like YOUR drifting away from our friend group and spending more time with Evan! No wonder Brian was mad at you! You had no right to punch him whatsoever, you actually deserve what he said to you by the way you've been acting." She says. I didn't even think that I was drifting away from them at all. I just sat there, staring at her. She looks at the ground and stares at it. A couple of seconds later tears started to roll down her face. She looks back at me.

"AND IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT OUR FRIEND GROUP IS FALLING APART! IF YOU WOULDN'T HAVE MOVED HERE NONE OF THIS WOULDN'T EVEN BE HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!" She yells. More tears start to fall down her face. My phone buzzes again and I glance down at it.

You there? I'm so used to you responding like right away. The number texts back.

"SEE! YOU'RE NOT EVEN CARING THAT I'M FUCKING CRYING RIGHT NOW CAUSE YOU'RE TOO BUSY TEXTING YOUR FUCKING BOYFRIEND!" She yells, her voice cracking.

"Hope, that wasn't even Evan. That was the..... mystery number person." I say. She wipes at her face and looks down at the ground again.

"I have to go." Is all she said before leaving the call.

I shouldn't of asked dad for the laptop back. This call wouldn't of happened if I didn't ask for it back. Hope wouldn't be mad at me and things would actually be alright. But, she's right, everything bad has happened since the first day. Craig and Brian wouldn't have gotten into that fight, they would still be best of friends, and maybe Brian wouldn't be dating Lizzy. Hopes right, it is my fault. I pick up my phone.

     Can I call you? I really need help right now. I text the mystery number back. It wasn't even a full 10 seconds before they texted back.

     That defeats the whole purpose of being unknown. But tell me what's wrong. They text back. I sigh, god this is going to be a LONG message. I brace  myself and start to tap at my screen.

     Hope went off on me when we were Skyping with each other. She first went off saying how ever since they told me about Evan that I would ignore everything that they said about him. Then going off on how I'm drifting off from the friend group and starting to hang out with Evan more. Which I don't think that I am. THEN saying how Brian didn't deserve my punch and how I deserve everything that Brian said to me. Finally telling me how it's my fault that our friend group is falling apart and none of this wouldn't be happening if I hadn't moved there. There, I think I pretty much summed it all up. I hit send and it instantly shows that they read it when it sent. My phone buzzes again and I see that it's Evan this time.

     Hey beautiful! Want to play some Xbox? Just got home from practice. I smile as I read the word beautiful.

     Yeah in a minute, let me just finish talking to my friend. I text back. Evan quickly replied.

     Do I know this friend? Are they back in Los Angeles or are they here? Guy or girl? What grade are they in? I start to laugh a little and text him back saying that I didn't really know who it was. I went back to the mystery guy's number, seeing that he just texted back.

     I..... I don't know how to help you. I see Hopes point, you did ignore their warnings, but still jumped off the bridge anyway. They text back.