Ricky's Point of View
"So she called herself a piece of crap?" I ask Kian as he's telling me his conversation with Kylie earlier that day.
"Yes," Kian says.
"I just wish I hadn't invited Shelby. Then everything would be fine," I say.
"It's not Shelby's fault. She did nothing wrong. It was all you."
I shake my head and leave, attempting to escape reality. I walk into my bedroom and lock the door behind me after stepping in my bathroom.
I hate seeing my girlfriend in pain and knowing that I caused it. I pull out my blade and begin to cut. Once for hurting my girlfriend. Twice for making Shelby feel bad. And an extra 4 for Kylie.
I wash my arm off in the sink and then clean my bathroom counter to remove any signs that I cut if anyone were to come in.
I'm glad I kept those bracelets I used to wear all the time because I cut. I was clean for 2 years and therefore stopped wearing them, but I guess I'll have to bring them back. I find a bunch in various places and put them on. I can't let anyone know what I did to myself.
I hear a knock on the door and make sure my bracelets are on my wrist securely before answering.
"Come in!" I say.
It's Kian. "Kylie texted me and told you she wants to talk to you. I told her you'd be at her house as soon as you can."
I got a little jealous that she had talked to Kian before me and had his number, but I told him I'd go anyways.
I arrived at Kylie's house shortly after. I knock on her door nervously and wait in patience.
She opens the door with a red tearstained face and leads me up to her bedroom and closes the door.
The first thing I do is envelop Kylie in a hug and she lets all of her tears out.
"You'll be alright," I whisper to her repeatedly whilst stroking her hair.
"I'm sorry Ricky," she says after awhile of crying. "I should never have just left like that. This was all my fault."
"No it was all me. I completely ignored you. I feel really bad."
"Can we just forget about this, okay?" Kylie asks.
I don't answer but instead kiss her. We eventually break the kiss and rest my forehead on hers.
"I love you," I say.
"I love you too," she answers. "Come on, I wanna show you something," she says grabbing my wrist and leading my down the hallway.
"Ouch!" I yell at her touch of my wrist. Kylie looks of concern.
"Are you okay?" Kylie asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I say emotionlessly.
Kylie slides off my bracelets and starts to cry.
"Why would you do this to yourself?" She says between sobs.
" I hated seeing you in pain and the only way to make myself feel better was to cut myself."
"Do you do this often?" She asks.
I shake my head. " I was clean for 2 years."
"Promise me you'll never cut yourself again?" She asks.
"Promise," I reply.
"Now come with me," Kylie says grabbing my hand this time. She leads me across the road and behind a blue house. There's tons of trees then it clears out reveal a clearing showcasing the evening sky, a small pond, and a treehouse. We climb up the treehouse and sit overlooking the pond.
"This is beautiful!" I say in awe.
"It really is. I used to go here all the time as a child. The owners of the house we went behind were my godparents. They passed a few years ago and my aunt bought it but doesn't live in it. She doesn't mind me coming. Hey, if you think this is beautiful, wait till I show you something else."
We get down from the treehouse and walk up a hill behind the pond. You can see over the whole town from where we stand.
I hug her from behind and rest my chin on her head. "But you're the most beautiful," I say hugging her tighter.
Thanks so much for 2k reads! I never thought anyone would ever read something I've written but this proves otherwise.
I want to note that I am in no way promoting self harm. This is purely for the sake of the book. If any of you reading this cut, do not hesitate to ask for help from someone. I'm not the greatest at advice, but if you ever need to talk to someone about things like that, feel free to message me about it.
-Applebeees
