Bad Romance (Brusnop)

Chapter 9

(A/N: Okay so I hate to admit it but Just like you by falling in reverse is really good and catchy!)

*Trigger warning* (Actual self harm this time)

Worthless.

Stupid.

Useless.

Fat.

F*g.

All these words ran through my head as I dragged the blade across my wrist. Hang on a second. What if there was a way to do it without them noticing? My thighs! I pulled my skinny jeans down and carried on what I started. When I came to my senses I looked around and pulled my jeans back up. There was blood everywhere! I heard a click of a lock behind me...sh*t I forgot about the spare key.

"Ben!" I turned round to see Danny staring at me. I backed up until my back hit the wall, my wrist hid behind my back. I had only done one cut on there but I still didn't want him to see. I probably looked like a deer caught in the headlights, I felt like it too. I couldn't help it; I started crying again like the weak idiot I am.

"Ben, come here." Danny said whilst walking slowly towards me. I tried to back away more.

"N-no. Stay away from me!" I sobbed. He reached his arm out to me but I flinched back.

"Ben...come here, please. We need to get you cleaned up and make sure you're okay." He pleaded.

"No, Danny. Just leave me alone. You don't care about me so what's the point?"

"Benjamin Paul Bruce! Of course we f*cking care about you. More than you think!" I shouted. I slid down to the floor and started sobbing whilst covering my face with my hands.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me! I promise I won't make you angry again. Please don't hurt me. Please." I whispered. Danny knelt down to my level and I tried to move away from him.

"Hey, shh shh shh. Its okay, Benny. Nobody's going to hurt you. I won't let them." He pulled me into a hug.

"I'm so sorry, Danny. I couldn't stop myself." I cried.

"Shh...stop crying now, kay? You're going to make me cry." He smiled his beautiful smile; I swear an angel explodes every time he does. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe in deeply, and eventually the crying stopped.

"Good boy. Now come on. Let's get you cleaned up." He picked me up as if I weigh nothing and started walking.

"Danny, don't. I'm too heavy. You'll fall!" I screeched. He eyes seemed to nearly pop out of his head.

"Ben. If anything you're way too light! You weigh almost nothing!" He exclaimed like a worried mother. Once we got to the front room he put me down on the sofa and disappeared. When he reappeared he was holding a cloth and soap. My eyes widened. That's really going to hurt. I tried to get back up but Cameron pinned me down. Danny grabbed my wrist and examined it.

"Only one cut...you obviously did more judging from the blood, but where did you do it?" I opened my mouth before closing it. I didn't want to tell him because he'd either hate me more or be disappointed.