Chapter three
Phil led me to the lounge where Dan was, watching Sherlock. "Do you mind pausing that?" Phil asked Dan. Dan had a confused look, but he did what Phil said. "Why don't you tell Dan what you were doing in the bathroom?" Phil asked and I shook my head. "You said that you wouldn't tell him!" I whisper shouted to Phil. "I said I wouldn't tell. I never said that I wouldn't make you tell him yourself."
"Iwascutting." I said quickly so Dan couldn't understand. "What was that? I didn't understand. "I was cutting." I mumbled so he wouldn't hear me. I really don't want to tell him. "You have to speak up, Amanda." Phil said and I sighed. "I was cutting." I said this time at a normal volume and pace. Dan looked pissed.
"Take off your bracelets and come over here." Dan said disappointedly. I sighed in defeat and took them off. I held them in my hand and walked over to Dan. He held my wrist delicately and sighed. "Why?" He asked. Phil had already left the room to start making dinner. "I don't know." I said. Tears were threatening to spill. "I'm not mad at you, I'm just disappointed. Let's go to the bathroom so I can clean these properly for you."
We walked to the bathroom together, in silence. Once we reached it, Dan picked me up and put me on the sink. Then he dug around under the sink, looking for something. When he finally found it, he stood up from his squating position. I saw that he was holding a first aid kit. He grabbed the anti-bacterial cream and put it on my cuts. "I must be a disappointment." I said quietly. "You're not a disappointment." Dan said as he continued putting the cream in my cuts. "You just can't be doing this. You're damaging your body."
"I've tried to stop but I can't. It's so hard to stop once you've started." I said, trying my hardest not to cry. "Stay here and don't touch any razors." Dan said and ran out of the bathroom. I sat on the sink awkwardly for a few minutes before he came back. "Here," Dan said, handing me rubber bands. "Whenever you feel the need to cut, make sure you have these on your wrists and snap them on your wrists." Dan explained. That sounds better than blood.
I put them on my wrists and smiled. "Thank you, Dan!" I said hugging him from where I was on the sink. Suddenly, I felt myself being thrown over his shoulder and a jerking movement. I looked up and saw that he was running. "Dan! Put me down!" I shouted. Soon I was plopped on a couch and started laughing.
A/N: hello! This is for not updating on my update day! Have a good weekend :)
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