A Name (bechloe)

19

After about 20 min of me letting my agony take control of my body, Amy's phone rang.

"Hello?" Her words prompted me to gain control of my agony, shoving deep down.

"Hey Amy, it's Chloe." Both of our expressions darkened, for Amy had put the phone on speaker

"What do you want Chloe?" Anger had entered Amy's voice

"Do you know where Beca is?" Chloe's voice betrayed that she was worried, which surprised me. Amy glance at me to see me shaking my head

"No, sorry, why do you care anyway?" Anger again entered Amy's voice

"She stopped at a convenience store and bought razor blades." Panic was blatant in Chloe's voice

Amy scrunched her eyebrows "What's wrong with razor blades?"

Chloe sighed and spoke urgently "Beca cut herself when her parents got divorced, check her arms. If there are more than two on each arm, check all over the dorm for razor blades. The scars are under her bracelets." Chloe hung up

Amy looked at me "Beca, take your bracelets off and let me see your arm."

I shook my head and back into the corner of my bed. Amy advanced on me ripping my bracelets off, and began to choke on her own tears. Three scars were on each arm, long and deep. Amy picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Amy what are you doing?" I asked coming out of my corner

"Calling all the Bellas and Chloe, we are going to get this straightened out right now."

I began to panic, I couldn't face them. "No! Please I can't face them!" I made a grab for Amy's phone

"No! Beca stop this is good for you." Amy flung me on my bed

"Please anyone but them, please it hurts to much!" The agony again took over my body as Amy told the Bellas to come to my dorm.