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Chris' POV: The tears rapidly escaped my eyes as I shook Skylar continuously but not rough enough to hurt her more than she already is. Her limp, frail body lay in my hands and my heart dropped when I saw her eyes shut. "Skylar!" I cried out in agony. No! I can't lose her! I know I made a d**k move and that she probably hates me, but I still need her! Please don't leave Skylar. Please. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" A familiar sly voice said. I looked up with anger written all over my facial features. "Xavier f*****g Dane. What the hell were you thinking?!" I screamed at him. He shrugged, not seeming fazed at all. "I warned her." He said with a smirk creeping onto his face as he took the knife that pierced into Skylar's gentle skin and walked away with it. "Asshole!" I