Keep your tissues at hand for this newest story. I hope you like it. Italics are internal thoughts.

Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats.

Note: Bree and Chase are not related in this story. In addition, I took down Doing It Better: Version 2 due to personal preferences. The reviews were great. It is just that I'm tired of writing it.

Setting Him Straight

The water looked deep and inviting. All I had to do was to jump in, and all the misery and pain that clouded my life would disappear. I knew I was overreacting, but what was one supposed to do when the love of their life didn't feel the same way? Admit that our love was never supposed to be, and move on with it? No! Well, actually, it was, but that's beyond the point.

'She doesn't care,' a voice told me.

'No, she doesn't.'

'Just jump and save yourself the pain. Jump! Jump!' my consciousness screamed.

I nodded willingly. Right before I could jump in, a female voice cried out, "CHASE! DON'T DO IT!"

I turned my head slowly, and saw her. Her chestnut hair flowed freely down her back, and her shiny orbs met my ocean blue orbs. I could almost hear her eyes pleading for me to come back. With the gaze becoming unbearable, I refocused my attention on the water.

"Don't do it! I know what you're trying to do?"

Her voice sounded so close that even though I knew she was fifty feet away, it felt like she was right behind me. "And what's that?" I asked.

"You're trying to attempt suicide because I don't like you, and I can tell you that is not the way to go!"

My eyes widened, and I turned to face her. She knew what I was going to do and why.

"You're right. But, I don't want to move on knowing you don't feel the same way," I confessed.

Bree nodded. It seems as if the wheels in her brain were churning. I waited patiently. After about five minutes, I started to turn around to face the water that would soon embrace me.

"What if you woke up one day, went into the kitchen, and saw that Adam or Leo had killed himself? Would you go on?"

I faced Bree, and paused to think. A minute later, I responded, "No I wouldn't. I'd run out of the house, and then kill myself. He is my life, and so are you."

"Chase," Bree choked. The raindrops up above were dropping almost as fast her tears and it was hard for me to tell where the tears were, and where the rain was. "I know what it is like to want to kill yourself. I wanted to kill myself too when my old boyfriend, Sebastian died, because at the time, he was my life."

She almost killed herself! I remember hearing about Sebastian's death, and that Bree was upset greatly, but would she really have killed herself over him? I was in shock. "How-?"

"I collapsed at the end of the funeral, and had to be taken to the hospital. However, I realized something. And you want to know what that was?"

The rain continued to fall harder, and his hair began to absorb the water. "What?" I asked.

"The death and pain had to stop somewhere, and it was going to stop with me. I came out and slowly, but surely built myself a brand new life. It hasn't been easy; I moved on though, and here I am now."

Wow. I took one last look at the water before I turned away. I ran up to her, my eyes full of sympathy, and threw my arms around her.

'Thank you, Bree. Once again, you really knew how to set me straight.'

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