The blood drops to the floor.
Clean cuts appear on your wrist.
You wonder what to do when Louis comes home. How do I hide them? You thought..... You went to the bathroom and grabbed hair ties and bracelets... Then the front door opened
"Honey! I'm home!" Louis yells up the steps.
"Hi! How was work?" You say forcing a smile on your face.
"It was actually wonderful!"
"That's good!"
You then notice Louis staring at your arm.
"What are the bracelets for ,(Y/N)"
You look away trying not to look into his eyes.
"Oh, nothing.... It's just I really like wearing these sometimes...."
You walk into the kitchen to set the table.
"(Y/N) you promised you wouldn't do this anymore!" He yells
"Why? Why do you have to do this to your beautiful skin?!"
You look down.
"(Y/N) you are beautiful, I want you to know that... You are my first true love, and I hate seeing you like this! I want you to put the blade down and never pick it up again... You are perfect the way you are!"
You look down at your wrist.
"May I see them?" He asks.
You slowly pull up your sleeves and take off the bracelets.
He looks at you in shock. Then he gets on his knee and kisses your wrist. "I love you, babe"
Tears stream down your face as he gets up and kisses you softly on the lips.
"Promise... Promise me you'll never do it again.." He looks into you with his puppy dog eyes.
"I promise!!"
He kisses you one last time.
"Thank you! Now how about that dinner?"
He asks with a smile on his face.
