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IM BACK BITCHES BUT ANYWAYS HERES PART FOUR IVE BEEN STALLING FOR LONG ENOUGH

"show me your fucking arm y/n now." Larry says becoming more serious. "no. Why should I? I literally just met you." I say getting ready to close the door when he pushes it in "because I said so now show me your fucking arm" I roll my eyes "fine." I roll up my sleeves to show him my bloody wrists 'damn I knew they were bleeding but not this badly wtf.' I think to myself. I look up at him to see him looking horrified "y/n.... Let's get you cleaned up." I close the door "why? They look fine" he looks up at me "y/n your ENTIRE forearm is covered in blood." I shrug "I've seen worse before, they're not THAT bad"  he looks at me horrified "what do you mean they aren't that bad they're still bleeding."

TIMESKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY GIZMO

After about 30 minutes of sitting in silence larry speaks up "whyd you do it?" He says not looking up at me "what do you mean?" I say confused "you know what I mean y/n." He says looking up at me "trigger." I say picking at my fingers. Larry didn't know what I went through only ash knows, she's the only one I've opened up to. "A trigger? What do you mean" he says confused. I sigh. "Before i moved here from Vermont, my ex-boyfriend sexually assaulted me." I say with a straight face "ok I don't understand how that triggered you...? Sorry." I look him in the eyes, "my ex texted me, asking to get back together." I say tearing up. "what..." his face drops. shit... i fucked up.





CLIFFHANGERRRRRRRRR ALSO DID YALL MISS ME?????? NO OK BUT I MISSED WRITING LMAO

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