C.H.A.P.T.E.R. N.I.N.E.

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LUKE'S POV

It's four days into our two week break and I haven't talked to Ary since. Actually, I haven't talked to anyone besides my mum.

I heard a knock on my door and I expected it to be my mum so I yelled, "come in!"

The last person I expected to walk through the room, walked through the room. Ary. She looked so helpless. The circles that surrounded her eyes were darker than before. She walked in and sat on my bed not saying a single peep.

"Um Luke," she said, "I need to apologize."

"Why?" I started to tear up.

"I n-never called you b-back and I feel a-absolutely h-horrible. "

"Do you really think apologizing will fix everything?!" I started screaming, "you told one of my best mates you love him! When did you even start to like him anyways? I've always loved you and I'm just disappointed that I thought I had you in my palm, but now I know this whole time you've been slipping through my fingers. And you've already taken a toll on yourself!You're anorexic! Right now you should just be getting help!" I started bawling and so was Ary.

The words were spewing out of my mouth and I couldn't just help myself but want to bang my head against a concrete wall.

"I'm sorry," she whispered getting up from her seat, "good luck on tour."

And with that she left.

I wiped some tears that were trickling down my face and went over to my desk. I sat down, looking at a picture of Ary and I kissing. She looked so happy in the picture. I just don't know why she told Michael that she loved him.

SCARLET'S POV

I walked out of the Hemmings household I slammed the front door shut and ran over to my house, quickly opening the door. I instantly grabbed the handle and closed it right behind me and bolted up the stairs. I went into my room grabbing a pencil sharpener and locking myself in the bathroom. I argued with myself for a moment until I found myself slamming the sharpener on the counter top, carefully taking the blade out.

Tears were running down my face as I slammed my back onto the wall, sliding down until my butt touched the cold tiles. I pulled down my leggings that were way too big and held the blade up to my hip. My mind was swirling with dreadful thoughts and almost a million reasons why I deserved the pain.

"This," I breathed out, "is being a mistake that came into the world."

I sliced the blade across my hip, wincing at the sudden pain.

"This, is for being ugly."

I made another cut right beneath the other one and every time I make another mark, they got deeper.

"This, is for having depression."

Another cut.

"This is for being anorexic."

Blood now starting to pour.

"This is for being a bitch to Luke."

One more cut.

"And this. This is for being a complete fuck up."

Now that I have the multiple cuts I feel like I'm high. I feel like I'm better. But the only thing is, I'm not.

I sat there dazed, not thinking about anything for at least five minutes. I finally fleet safe and secure. I haven't felt that way my in a long time. I switched my view to my new cuts that were now bleeding all over the place.

I decided to hop in the shower to wash off the blood on my hip.

I turned on the hot water whilst stripping off my shirt to get in. I took off all my clothing and stepped under the water and cringed at the burning sensation coming from my hip.

I looked down at my fresh cuts and remembered the high I was on. My body started craving more of the feeling I had when I cut. It felt surreal like no one could touch me in my place of happiness.

I finished up my shower and looked in the mirror.

They can see it on my legs.

They can see it on my arms.

They can see it on my wrists.

They won't see it on my hips.

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A/N

I hope you guys liked the chapter! A bit of foul language (which doesn't really happen in my stories) ToTheMoon18 heeyitsaaliya and official_emilyt4 deserve shoutouts for being amazing and not to mention which they write like nobody's business! And do you guys want the character ask now or later? Or would you guys want two, so one now and one later? Please tell me! BYE xx

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