Maybe {Luke Hemmings fanfiction} [Book 1]

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"I'm so sorry for your loss"

No this can't be happening. I just lost my bestfriend, my rock, and most importantly, my mom.

I had just been informed that my mom had just died.

I ran as fast as I could out of that hospital. I ran to someplace I knew all to well. The hardware store. The place where I bought my rasors. I bought a fresh pack then went to my tree house in my backyard. I had done most of my cutting here. I covered the scares with makeup, bracelets and sweaters. It all seemed to work but today I did something different. I cut my stomach twice and each of my thighs three times. I cleaned my wounds and wrapped them up with bandages because I was wearing sweats anyways.

I walked into the house and saw my dad obviously drunk and passed out on the couch. I have no idea what is going to happen in my life next.