Little One

Regret

ALFIE POV
Zoë was discharged from hospital a few days later and we headed back home. she didn't have her phone on her which was good as even though I had taken down the video we were still getting a lot of abuse. when we arrived back at the flat the first thing zoë did was check her phone and her laptop, I couldn't help but cry when her little face dropped.
ZOË POV
I opened my laptop and went on my Twitter. my whole body just wanted to shut down because of what was in front of me. I closed my laptop and threw my phone across the room.
"Alfie" I whimpered
"Yes little one" he said through tears
"You promised me you would take the video down, look at the hate"
"I did but it was to late, to many people had seen it"
I lay down on the sofa and started to cry. Alfie tried to come over and comfort me but I didn't want him to touch me.
"Alfie just leave" I screamed
"Why, I love you he answered
" I know but I need some space, I don't know what to do any more"
He looked at me his face filled with sorrow, picked up his jacket and left.
ALFIE POV
I got in the car and placed my head on the steering wheel, my plan was to give ZOË a couple of days to figure out what to do and then make a video apologising to everyone. my main concern was that I didn't know how ZOË would cope with this, she very fragile and sensitive and with her panic disorder. that's when I decided I'd had enough, I took out my phone and tweeted
@pointlessblog: In life people make mistakes but that's what makes us human, we learn from these mistake and that's what makes us who we are. please everyone just back of @zozeebo, she's my life and I don't know what id do with out her❤️
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Trigger warning
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ZOË POV
I saw Alfie's tweet and it made me cry even more, he always knew how to make things better, a couple of days past and the hate had been getting less, but there was still some hate being directed towards me, I didn't know how to cope with these things it made me feel worthless like I didn't belong in the world. it all got too much, I dashed in to the bathroom and locked the door. I picked up my phone and sent Alfie a text
"I'm sorry, for everything"
My hands started to shake and my phone collided with the ground. I picked up one of Alfie's razor blades and started to make cuts along my wrist, with each one my pain went way and I felt relief. after is made 5 marks on my arm, I instantly felt regret, in two ways. first for every doing it with Alfie in the first place and second what I had just done. the problem is it felt to good...
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