At five

Chapter Four

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Self harm trigger warnings!!

Mãe

Think! Think!! What excuse do I give Kenzie now. She stood there her hand akimbo, waiting for my reply.

Mãe, keep it cool. I braced myself

"I needed some fresh air,I was at the park" I shrugged

"At 2am?" She gave me a questioning look "Who dropped you off? That was definitely not a cab" she queried further

"That's none of your business" I hissed

"None of my business? You live in my freaking house Mãe. I'm partially responsible for your well being" she flared up "I worry about you all the damn time,I wish you would open up to me" her tone soft.

She rolled up my sleeve a bit, revealing my Scarry arms.

"You cut yourself again!!" She gasped "what the hell!!. You made a promise you would stop" she looked at me disappointedly

I actually stopped, it was scars from fights.

I feel so bad right now. I really don't want anyone showing me so much concern like this.

"You need therapy, you need professional help, that'll help you move past this" she told me, worry written all over her face.

I scoffed

" You should worry about more important things,med school, your dad and all. I should be the least of your worries right now. I appreciate your concern but I don't need that. Just leave me be. I'm trying hard not to be a burden to you,make it easier for me" I pleaded desperately,I wish she would actually do that.

I heard her sigh. So much for earning a thousand dollars in one night.

Sleep enfolds me almost immediately I laid down on my bed. I'm too exhausted to remember the deaths that has always haunted me.

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I stayed in my room all day on Sunday. Kenzie is probably still angry at me, she would have stopped Hareej from trying to check on me as well. Knowing I wouldn't even care to answer. I'm such a terrible person. I've always been. I don't deserve this concern I get. I don't at all.

I heard a knock on my door in the evening . I can't stay sulking any further. It wouldn't be fair. I opened to an unfamiliar individual.

"Hi,I'm Trevor, Kenzie's friend"

Apparently,he's a childhood friend of Kenzie but they've lost touch since her dad moved cross country. She had mentioned that they met again in med school.he was a practicing psychologist at the hospital she interned at.

What's he doing here tho?

"I've been here since mid afternoon,I didn't know you've been home --- Kenzie and Hareej wouldn't come to call you out" My eyes met with Kenzie's. She gave me a sympathetic look.

"We made pizza, join us?" He pointed at the table.

I just stared warily

"I've set the table" Hareej announced

We all sat,a large sized pizza in front us. Woah!! It really is home made,Not your regular order. Varieties of toppings available as well.

Kenzie shared it into triangular pieces and placed one on my plate.

I muttered a thanks

"Wow this is so yum" Hareej chirped "I can't believe we made this, you should open a pizza hut Trevor"