Chapter 2

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Melly's pov

"Daniel we need to talk..."

"About what?" He asks even though he knew where the conversation was going.

"About you. You need to get out if there Daniel. I know it's getting worse. I heard the boys at school saying you had cuts on your side that they saw when you were changing. I also heard 'bout your arm being rapped in gauze. Please say you didn't..." He was looking at his lap when I said the last part. That confirmed my suspicion.

He sniffed. "I'm so sorry Mel! I didn't know what else to do. I was upset and-" he was cut off by his sobs. I got out of my chair and go sit next to him in the booth. I grabbed him in a hug and he sobbed into my shoulder. He sat up and wiped his eyes. "I'm sorry. Please don't be mad."

I giggled slightly. "I'm not mad, just worried. You know how much I care for you, but you need to stop. How long has it been since you last did?"

"'Bout a couple of days."

"How long have you been doing it?"

"A little over a month." (A/N if u don't know what I'm getting at it's that Daniel cuts)

"Mmmkay. At least you haven't been doing it that long. When we go back I want you to gimme every pocketknife and razor you own. We'll have an intervention if we have to."

Daniel's pov

I knew she would find out without me telling her. Mel had been through the same thing except she had done it for two years before I found out. I can't wait until we leave for college. We were going to go to art school together. Mel would be in for her singing and drawing and me for piano and guitar.

Mel got up to get us more drinks before we left. The cashier was obviously flirting with her while she paid ,but she was either oblivious to it or just ignoring it. I was suprised how much it bugged me though. Mel has always been stared at like that but she never seemed to notice. She has that natural beauty about her. Even with the scar.

'I bet it would be nice to have her in a dress. She would be so pretty. Her lips look so-' I thought to myself but stopped and frowned. Why was I thinking like that? Was I getting feelings for Melly.

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