Disconsolate *Crawford Collins*

T E N

I ran home and went straight to my room. I cried and cried. I feel like such a slut. I told myself I wouldn't get close to someone and I did. I just want to die.

I opened up my drawer and pulled out my blade. I know I shouldn't, but I need to. I made three fresh cuts. I went to my bathroom and ran water over my arm until it stopped bleeding. After that, I cried myself to sleep.

-

When I woke up, I checked my phone. ten messages. Nine from Crawford and 1 from Iris. I read Crawford's first.

10:32-Why did you run off like that?

10:35-Please reply

10:41-Are you ok?

10:45-talk to me!

12:32-I shouldn't have kissed you.

12:44-I'm such an idiot

12:53-please forgive me

And from this morning:

7:32-That's it.

7:33-I'm coming over.

No! I have to hurry up and change into a long sleeved shirt before he gets here!

*knock knock*

Too late. I put my arm behind my back and opened my bedroom door.

"Why did you run off like that last night? I mean, I know it was stupid for me to kiss you, but why did you get so upset?" He was very puzzled. Should I tell him? Should I stop having trust issues? He looked like he really cared and wanted to know. This is it...

"A few years ago, I met this guy named Jake. We became best friends. We would always talk to each other everyday and go see each other. But one day, he decided to be a jerk and spread rumors about us saying that we were dating. I loved him, but I just wanted to be friends. The rumors were ruining my life. I got mad at him and then he apoligized. I forgave him. After that, we lost contact. And I think it was that moment when I realized I had feelings for him. I tried everything possible to find him. He wasn't active on social media anymore so I got really worried. I finally got a way to contact him and he told me everything was alright. And that he got a girlfriend. I didn't mind. My feelings weren't that high. But the next day, and the next day, and the next day, I would send him a 'hi' or 'hello' and didn't get an answer. I don't want that to happen again. That's why I got so upset," I spilled.

He looked shocked. "Indigo, I would never do that to you. The truth is, I have liked you, wait, LOVED you ever since the first day you sat with me on the bus," he said. I started crying. He hugged me. I pulled away and looked at him before I leaned in and...

Kissed him.

We kissed for a long time. I eventually pulled apart. He grabbed my hands. Oh shit. Please don't look down. But he did. And he saw my scars.

"I-I-I'm sorry. I had to," I bawled. Crawford wiped away my tears and lifted my head up. "Look at me," He said. I looked at him in the eyes. "don't you EVER do this again," He pulled me in and kissed me.