𝙃𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙮𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 - 𝙍𝙚𝙙

// 𝘾𝙪𝙩 𝙈𝙮 𝙒𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩 /// 𝙏𝙋 𝙭 𝙅𝘿 //

// 𝙏𝙋 𝙭 𝙅𝘿 //

[ 𝘼𝙧𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑 ]

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I sat on the couch at a friend's house. He wants to be with me 24/7 every single week.

I keep harming myself and my friend is scared that I go to far. I don't understand why he cares so much about me.

"𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙅𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙡." I said, but I lied.

I can't be alone for a minute because I will automatically harm myself.

Jorel and I even shower together, he even watches me go to the toilet and I'm getting sick of it.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝘼𝙧𝙤𝙣, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚!" He said.

"𝙅𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙡 𝙄'𝙢 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨!" I snapped. "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙢𝙚, 𝘼𝙇𝙒𝘼𝙔𝙎! 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙘𝙮!"

"𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣!" Jorel shouted.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙅𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙡, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙩." I shouted back as I stood up.

"𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚! 𝙂𝙤 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚!" He said as he stood up to.

"𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡!" I said as I walked into the bathroom and slammed it behind me.

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Aron was really angry, it's for his own good that I watch him.

I walked to the bathroom and looked through the keyhole. Aron was looking at the mirror with his hands in his hair.

I first thought he was just looking inside the mirror but than I saw a knife and a warming curling iron on the sink.

Aron grabbed the knife, before he could do anything I kicked in the door and It flew open.

"𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙉 𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙋!" I yelled as I snatched the knife out of his hands.

"𝙒𝙃𝙔 𝘾𝘼𝙉'𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙑𝙀 𝙈𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆 𝘼𝙇𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙅𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙇?!" He shouted.

"𝘽𝙀𝘾𝘼𝙐𝙎𝙀 𝙄 𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙉!" I yelled as he pushed me away.

"𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙈𝘼𝙔 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙈𝙀 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘿𝙊𝙉'𝙏 𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝙈𝙀! 𝙂𝙀𝙏 𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙄𝙁 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘿𝙊𝙉'𝙏 𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝙈𝙀." He yelled.

"𝙉𝙊! 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙀 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙈𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙆𝙄𝙏𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙉." I shouted as I dragged him to the kitchen.

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Jorel dragged me to the kitchen and layed his arm on the counter.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚!" Jorel said as put a knife in my hand.

"𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛." He said as he moved my hand towards his wrist.

"𝙂𝙤 𝙤𝙣, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤." He said as he closed his eyes.

I looked at Jorel and looked at the knife as I started to cry.

"𝙄- 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡- 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.." I said as I threw the knife to the side.

Jorel looked me in the eyes and then I knew what he meant. I can't hurt Jorel because he's a person with a life just like me.

I started to cry because I felt so stupid, why'd I ever say that nobody cares about me?

Jorel cares about me that's why he kept on watching over me because he didn't want to lose me just like I don't want to lose him.

"𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙.." I said as I looked up at the ceiling with tears in my eyes.

"𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮 𝘼𝙧𝙤𝙣, 𝙄 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙘𝙮." Jorel said.

"𝙉𝙤 𝙅𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙡, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙮." I said.

"𝙐𝙝𝙝, 𝙤𝙝𝙝, 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨, 𝙄 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨." He stuttered as I layed my hands on his hips.

I pushed him against the counter, he wrapped his hand around my neck and he started to kiss me.

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