SCAR'S P.O.V
My heart was beating heart, it trembled each time the word "Nobody" played in my mind.
How would Berny say I am nobody to her? well to me that's not the way I see her, I look at her as my mate, someone that will make me smile even when I feel as not to.
Standing up from the chair, I walked towards the sink where Berny had previously occupied. I didn't want to stand at the sink with Berny at the site.
Entering the room, I felt pain surge through the wound, it ached me so much but then, I had to be strong, to be brave all the same. Entering the bathroom, I grabbed the laundry basket which was filled with my clothes, and a few of Berny's own. Joining everything, I carried it wanting to go wash it with my hands outside.
I do not know if Berny has a washing machine, and to me, it seems like she doesn't have it.
As I walked by the living room, Berny's eyes pierced through my entire body as she rushed to stand in front of me.