chapter 6 | A night to forget P.2

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CHAPTER 6 | A NIGHT TO FORGET P.2

warnings: self harm.(barely any), Mentions of blood, a little violence.

word count:2715(long chapter)

_______________________________After a while of pacing around the busied room, Enzo dragged me to a couch where the rest of the group sat

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After a while of pacing around the busied room, Enzo dragged me to a couch where the rest of the group sat.

My right hand went below my wrist, where the ink laid. The ink that stained my forearm till my death. the ink that marked death.

My nails dug into my palms, which drew blood with enough force, i wasn't sad. Just angry.

"are you ok, Nory?" Enzo asked, his voice filled with worry.

"I'm Fine," i looked at him, but instead of on my face his eyes were on my hands. "oh, i didn't even realize i was doing it—"

"You don't have to lie to me, Nory.." he half-smiled.

i always got awkward when someone said anything like that.

"and don't do that to yourself." he urged.

i didn't say anything, just nodded. I knew i wasn't going to listen to him, it was a habit i had.

he handed his cup, which was something he did often when i didn't have one.

Although i only recently just met Enzo, he was becoming one of my friends, rather quickly.

i drank almost all of what was in the cup. Tonight wasn't bad at all, i was just awkward at parties.
Or i didn't care for them as much.

And i couldn't stop thinking about my brother, and i knew that he needed me — But i couldn't do anything to help him while he was in the mindset of hatred towards me. It was horrible not being able to speak to him, my bestfriend.

"Something on your mind?" Pansy asked, sitting next to me.

"not really, i'm just bored."

"i can see that, why aren't you out dancing or something."

"It doesn't seem like very much fun to me at the moment."

She nodded, and pulled me up away from the couch to dance anyway.

"You and Enzo are getting awfully close, why not just hook up with him?" She grinned.

"Pans, i'm not looking for somebody to sleep with right now, And me and Enzo are just friends."

"Well, you could give it a try, and still be friends afterwards."

i sighed, "i'm not doing that pansy."

"it was worth a shot." she grinned, "are you going to actually do something, or just sit around all night?"

"What is there to do?"

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