back to you//[a.k.]

★ 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝗼𝐧𝐞 ★

trigger warning: mentions self harm

the next day

awsten and i woke up early and i made breakfast. i made blueberry pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, and hash browns. by the time we finished eating, however, awsten got dressed and left, going to meet geoff and otto at the police station. i offered to go with, but awsten wanted me to stay home so that i was safe. which, didn't really make sense to me. violet was after him, not me.

i lounged across the couch while gilmore girls played and i pet belle. she had gotten so big, it was insane. it was almost may and she was already almost full size. she had gained a bit of weight because she was spoiled but i always said she was fluffy not fat.

i took my phone out and scrolled through twitter, seeing what everyone was up to. people had started to calm down a bit about violet but everyone was still worried for all of us. i had been actively avoiding her tweets, i even had her muted. but, curiosity did eat at me and i began to wonder what she was tweeting about. i also wanted to make sure she wasn't spreading anymore personal information about us.

i searched her twitter handle and tapped on it, scrolling through her tweets. her most recent tweet was from the night before and there was no way i was prepared for it.

it was a picture of her fresh self harm, completely uncensored and out in the open. it was posted only a couple hours after awsten told her to get help and she posted it with a very dramatic caption.

w4rcr1m3s: I can't believe the backlash I have received from everyone. Nobody understands, not even Awsten himself. He's my soulmate. I can't explain it, he is. It's driven me to do something I'm not proud of. Just look. This is what you've all done to me. Just because I want my soulmate.

i cringed and immediately closed twitter. my stomach flipped, trying to unsee the picture i had just seen. i frowned as i shook my head and put my face in my hands. gosh, i hoped the police could find her and get her the helped she so badly needed.

i waited impatiently for awsten to get home, mostly watching tv and avoiding social media.

i distracted myself with gilmore girls for another hour and then awsten finally came home. i darted to him and yanked him into a hug, which took him by surprise. he gasped and wrapped his arms around me.

"whoa, whoa, are you okay? what happened?" he immediately questioned me. i took a deep breath and pulled away, explaining what i saw.

"can you show me?" he asked me and then stopped me before i could answer. "actually, no, i'll look at it myself. it obviously triggered you, i'm not gonna make you see that again."

the two of us made it out to the living room and sat on the couch. he pulled out his phone and searched up violet's twitter handle, searching for the tweet. i could tell when he found it, considering he gasped lightly and put his head in his hands.

"god, damn. i really hope the cops can get this chick the help she needs." awsten sighed. i then sat up, interested. he hadn't yet told me how that went.

"what did the cops say? can they do anything?" i asked him.

"they're gonna try to track down her ip address and find her. once they do, they told me i can file a restraining order and they'll likely put her in a psych ward so she can get help." he explained. i nodded and i scooched up closer to him so i could lay my head on his shoulder.

"i really hope they can find her."

"i'm sure they will. just give it a few days and they'll find her and she'll get help and we'll be safe again."