I'm here for you

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Tw: Talk of scars, implications of self harm

Ashlyn's pov
I couldn't tell if what I was looking at was right. It looked like bandages, wrapped around the top of his wrist.

Aiden just sat there starring at me like he just saw a ghost. His eyes widened more by the second, water starting to form in them.

Aiden's pov

'No No No. This couldn't be happening right now.' I started to shuffle backwards trying to get as far from Ash as possible, banging my head on the side of the tub in the process.

"Aiden what is that?" She asked more concerned, determined for an answer that I know she didn't really want. She reached out for my arm and I was cornered. I tried yanking it back but her grip was firm. I wasn't able to stop her from what she was about to see.

Ashlyn's pov

I rolled up his sleeve, he was trying his hardest to get out of my grip. I couldn't believe what I saw.

Before my eyes laid what seemed like hundreds of scars. Some raised, some fading, some hardly even visible. It seemed like years of work. I didn't know what to do so I just hugged him trying to comfort him, or maybe myself? I felt like an idiot, I just saw my best friend covered in scars that can only be from his own doing and all I could think to do was hug him. At this point he was sobbing. I never heard him cry so loud in my life.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He just kept on saying, his breath quickening with every word. "Your okay, I'm here for you." It was all I could think to say at that moment. I mean what else do you say at a time like that? I just kept repeating it and stayed hugging him. I didn't want to ask him about it, not yet at least. He could hardly even breathe. After what I'm guessing was 20 minutes his tiredness consumed him and put him to sleep. From all the crying he did I wasn't surprised. I slipped out from his grip and started to head downstairs to grab him water for when he wakes up. We would be having a long discussion. As I'm pouring the water I turn around seeing Ben.

"Shit you scared me!" I gasp, not expecting to see him there, honestly forgetting he was home.

"Sorry about that" He signs. Then I remember everything again. Aiden and his wrist, how he said Ben has been the only person there for him.

"Ben, I don't know really how to say this but when I was bleaching Aiden's hair he started telling me about his childhood and his depression and when I was almost done with his hair his sleeve rolled up and I saw bandages and scars. So many scars...I don't know what to do. Right now he is upstairs asleep in the bathroom." I don't think I ever spoke so fast before.

All of sudden I felt arms hugging. It was Ben. "You don't have to worry to much, I'm making sure he's okay, I'll go check on him. You okay waiting here for a few minutes?" He signs and I nod handing him the cup of water for Aiden. I watch as he heads up the stairs hoping for the best.

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Thank you for reading and I'm so sorry that it took me this long to get it out, I also apologize that this chapter kinda sucks I plan on editing it and fixing it in the future. As always any recommendations, suggestions, and criticism is always wanted and accepted.

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