Falling (H.S. X L.T.)

Chapter Twenty-Six

*Trigger warning for this chapter: brief description of self harm*

Harry's Pov.
I was currently in my room, staring at my ceiling. The words from dinner rang out in my head.

Robin is going to move in.

I met him for 5 minutes and he was a complete asshole. My mom hasn't even known him for a month and she wants him to move in? He could be some pedophile or some weird cannibal. Dad just left again, why was she doing this? I let a groan out and stood up. I guess it was cool that i had a whole weekend until i had to worry about school again. School. I was doing horrible. My grades were dropping and I didn't know what to do about it. I study when i can, and i pay attention in class as best as i can, but i guess I'm just stupid. I'm not even halfway through the first year of highschool and i already want to give up. Its just so stressful.

I got out of my bed and walked into the bathroom, finding my purple bag again. I shouldn't even be mad at myself, I knew what i was starting when i had done it again, i should have known better. I was still angry though. Angry I was so fucking pathetic. I took a deep breath and rolled up my sleeve. I let a tear roll down my cheek as the cold sliver of metal comforted me.
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That whole weekend I didn't leave my room. Not to shower, not to eat, nothing. Gemma came in a few times to check on me but I pretended to be asleep most of the time. I was exhausted. Not just physically though, I was mentally drained too. I could hardly sleep at night anymore, whenever I tried i would either always wake up in the middle of the night a bunch or fall asleep around 3 or 4 in the morning.

On Monday morning I let out a deep sigh while sitting up in bed. I needed to shower. I probably smell disgusting.

With that thought in mind I got out of bed, walking over to my bathroom and turning the dial for water. I adjusted the temperature and stripped down, stepping into the shower.

I sighed as the warm water hit my face and chest, instantly relaxing against the warmth of it. It made my muscles lose the tension in them and gave me a sense of comfort. I looked down at my wrists. I had done some damage. My left wrist had many shallow and deeper cuts on it and my right one didn't look much different. I ran my hand over them lightly before grabbing the soap and washing, it felt good now that I was in the shower but now i don't want to get out.

Eventually i got out and brushed my teeth, combing my fingers through my hair until it didn't look like Bob Ross getting ran over by a car. I got dressed in black skinny jeans and a blue t-shirt. I wore a grey zip up hoodie over it.

I debated over eating breakfast. I would have to deal with my mom, for some reason she wasn't at work yet, I could hear her in the kitchen. I didn't feel like eating anyway, but then again I haven't eaten all weekend. Making up my mind I stalked into the kitchen. My mom was sitting at the table, reading something on her phone. I grabbed a bowl and put some cereal in it, pouring milk and then sitting across from my mom. We made eye contact for a few seconds before we both looked away. The tension was suffocating. The silence was soon interrupted.

"Hey Hazza. So after school...uh- we are going to help Robin move some of his stuff here." My mom mentioned, giving me a hopeful look. Just the thought of him moving in made me feel uncomfortable. There was just something about him.

"Ok." I quipped. I finished my cereal and put away my bowl, walking towards the door to leave. Right before I left i heard my mom pipe up again.

"I love you Harry." She told me. I sighed, turning and giving her a small smile.

"I love you too mum." With that said I turned around and walked out of the house, heading towards my bus stop and waiting.
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I was on the bus, riding to school now. I was gazing out of the window at all the houses slowing smudging out of view. The bus stopped with a hiss and I looked up. I'd memorized this as the bus stop that Ed and his friends got on at and braced myself. I saw the three of them hop up the stairs together. Ed's eyes started searching for me right away. When he caught my gaze a slick smile carved its way onto his face. A nauseous feeling entered my stomach but right before Ed sat down he was not-so-subtly pushed out of the way by, Blake? Blake pushed him out of the way and sat down beside me instead. Ed gave a glare, but trudged toward a different seat anyway.