Chapter two

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(Logan is not emo chat... this is just a little spoiler) 

Logan

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I spent the night reviewing what Hannah gave me to work on. I couldn't help but wonder what her tattoo meant. I hadn't ever seen one of those before. I got out my phone and sent pictures of what I had worked on to Hannah, then pulled up safari. 

What does a semi colon tattoo mean? 

The semi colon tattoo represents hope and resilience for those who have faced mental health challenges. It signifies a pause in life, not an end. The tattoo aims to foster solidarity and reduce stigma around mental health and suicide. 

I sat there for a second reading it over and over. Suicide and self-harm. I remember Dean saying she went through some shit but, this? Thats more than "Some shit" that seems like fucking hell. I assumed all of her tattoos mean something, because her body is covered in them.

 I only have one and it's my mom's name, I got it the second I turned 18. After thinking some more, I began to look up some of Hannah and Aidens comp videos. But, even in the recent ones you can't see her tattoos. She probably covers them up now that I think about it. 

Hannah

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One week until regionals, and Aiden fucked up my side. God he is such a- "Hey! Han-Han!" Eden said cutting off my trian of thought. "Morning E." I said with a half-smile. "What's wrong?" I looked over in her direction, she was staring at me while she ate her pancakes. "Nothing I'm just in pain." I sighed. 

She looked confused, so I lifted my shirt. And when I say her jaw was on the fucking floor, I mean if it could, it would be. "Aiden dropped me in practice. It's no biggie." I said with a shrug as I tied my shoes. "No biggie!? Hannah! From your fucking thigh to your ribs there's a huge black fucking bruise!" She screeched. 

I rubbed my temples. Her scream is so high pitched it could shatter glass. "I got to get to class, love you!" I said as I ran out the door. I don't need a lecture right now. Allie or Imogen will probably drive her to class. 

I took out my book and notebook, no one was here yet and I have already read four chapters ahead, so I don't necessarily need to pay attention but, I still do. Aiden, Allie, Logan, and Dean walked in. Allie came over and plopped down next to me. 

Then Logan came over and sat on the other side of me. "How are you feeling hun?" Allie asked. I half smiled as I wrote the title on my paper. "Not great, my side hurts like a bitch." I said as i laid my head on my arms. "Here take this, and drink this." She said while she rubbed my back.

I took the ibuprofen and took a sip of propel. "Thanks Allie, you're my life saver." I really do mean that, she has always been there for me. Me and Allie met in the beginning of middle school. We became inseparable ever since, she was there through court, bullying, my attempt, and visited me in the hospitals. I love her to death. "You're welcome." She kissed my head and then got out her books.

I wore black baggy leggings and a baggy shirt. It's not like what I usually wear, jeans and a crop top and oversized jacket. I looked over to Logan who was staring at me with an eyebrow raised. I looked back down at my paper and continued writing. 

Once class was over, I got up and began walking out of class when a hand wrapped around my arm. I yanked it away and turned around as I spoke. "Don't fucking touch me." I said, looking up to see Logan. I raised an eyebrow, "What do you want?" 

He took a moment. "What's with the sudden closet change?" 

"What a girl can't wear baggy stuff?"

"Well, the past two years of collage you have worn the same styled clothes." 

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