Lost With No Words (BVB fanfic)

The Concert

*Molly's POV*
Ugh another day of escaping my dad, ( he abuses me everyday)!!
I'm skipping school and going with my "friend" to the BVB concert today. My "friend"s name is Chrissa. She's a popular, even though she likes being my friend I don't trust her that much.
I'm deciding to wear:
Red ripped skinny jeans
Blue converse
Asking Alexandria t shirt
Hair down :)
Ok even though you think I'm a fag, I'm not. I can be an angel if your an angel to me.
About me:
Black and blonde hair
Emo/punk whatever
And....I cut
"Hurry up Molly" Chrissa screamed. "Ok miss bitch much" I say, she just smirks and moves on.
*at the concert*
Someone punched me so I run to the bathroom for at least an hour. Oh gosh...I see my razor, and I grab it. I don't wanna, but I cut five times. I feel no pain. { people plz don't cut, it's bad}
So I cover the cuts with my sleeves then I see pissed of Chrissa standing in front of me once I get out...shit.
"WHAT TOOK A FUCKING HOUR??" She yelled. I looked at her all happy" I was texting my boyfriend" I lied, no boy has EVER liked me!! "WHA?CONGRATS GUR !!" She hugged me then we went home...