(TRIGGER WARNING!!)
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Luke's POV~
'I need it'
'Where is it?!'
I dig around in my bathroom from my razor blades.
'They've got to be in he- finally!' The feeling I got when I found them was the same if you were to go to Disneyland for a surprise vacation.
I ran over to the sink and grabbed my phone. I logged into Twitter and saw all the mean things purple were saying about me.
@Katie_is_bomb
Kill you're self you freak
One cut, deep into my left wrist.
@Magic_Mike_
You worthless fag
Two cut, three cut, four. Tears were streaming down my face. Until I stumbled upon a abnormal tweet.
@oneoftheunknown_
You guys need to leave him alone. Luke, don't listen to them.you are worth so much more than you think... trust me, you can do this.
I put down my razor blade and read that tweet over and over until it was etched into my brain, I cleaned myself up faster than usual and got into bed, I started at my, so called 'birthmark'. On that wrist, my right one, I've never cut. I've tried but it heals instantly. I don't know what it means but I'm hoping for the better
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TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! LET THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU!
Sorry for the sucky chapter but it's the best I could do for now. ILY
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BirthMark »Lashton«
FanfictionAshton, that's his name. Every time he comes near me my wrist glows a star shape. I try to hide it but I can't. He bully's me everyday, but my wrist glows brighter and brighter. All rights reserved madiemaddie ®
