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Chapter 3

*Self harm*

Miles 

I sat there listening to others talk about the game tomorrow for what felt like hours. I couldn't stay in this room any longer. "Hey, I'm going to go to the bathroom" I said, standing up. They all said okay before turning back to their conversation. I propously went to the bathroom upstairs, to get away for longer. 

As I was walking down the hallway I heard I sob come from one of the rooms. I stopped walking, everyone else was downstairs, my mind went back to Jack, James younger brother. It had to be him. I didn't want to intrude by going in to his room, but what if he was hurt? I nervously reached for the handle of the door and pulled it open. 

What I saw broke me. Jack was sitting on the floor with a shiny object in his hand, there was blood dripping down his wrist. I instantly knew what he was doing, he looked terrified, their was tears rollong down his cheeks. I took a cautious step towards him, I gave him a small smile. I took a deep breath before speaking, "Can you give me the blade?" I asked softly, holding my hand out, I didnt want to scare him. With a shaking hand he put the blade into my palm, I quickly put it in my pocket. He started to sob, "It's okay" I said kneeling infornt of him. "Please don't tell James" he sobbed. I pulled him into my arms and held him for a few minutes just letting him cry before I helped him stand up. "Come on, lets go to the bathroom" I said softly. 

We went to the bathroom, he sat down beside the sink, he had stopped crying now. I found the first aid kit and started to put bandages on his wrists. I wanted to ask why he would do this, but I didn't. I didn't want to see him cry again. All of today I couldn't stop thinking about him, I don't why, he was just so adorable. I barely knew him and he had consumed my thoughts, his piercing green eyes, his tousled brown hair, his pink lips. Seeing him like this broke my heart. He didn't deserve to go through this. 

James talked about him sometimes, it was clear the two of them were close. He never said much about his mental or physical health, but sometimes he would mention Jack's panic attacks or nightmares. Me and James had always been close so we would sometimes confide in each other, I knew last year had been tough on Jack, he had been in the hospital for a while. 

After I was done putting on the bandages we went back to his room, I helped him get back into bed. I didn't want to leave him by himself so I stayed until he fell asleep. I knew the second I walked back into the living room they would all be asking where I was. 

"Where were you?" James asked, when I walked back in. "Sorry my mom called me" I said, sitting back down. I had to tell James what happened, I knew Jack didn't want me to but this was serious, I didn't want him getting hurt. Everyone started to leave soon after, I stayed back for a few minutes. "James can I talk to you?" I said, nervously. "Yeah sure". 

We walked into the kitchen. "When I went to the bathroom, my mom didn't actually call me" He looked confused. "It was Jack, I found him..." I took a deep breath. "I found him cutting..." I didn't have to say anything else, James knew what I was talking about. "Is he okay?" he said he voice filled with worry. "Yeah, he's sleeping". "Thank you... for telling me and helping him" I gave him a small smile before leaving. 

Jack

I woke up feeling empty and numb. 

Everything from last night started to come back to me. MIles, oh God, he must think I'm insane or something. I picked up my phone and checked the time, 8:12. I was late for school. James must know, he would have woke me up. I got up slowly and walked to the bathroom, I thought about having a shower but I had no energy. I walked downstairs slowly, when I went into the kitchen, James was sitting there on his phone. He gave me a weak smile, "How are you" He asked gently. I just shrugged my shoulders, I was too tried to talk. "I thought you should probably take the day off" he continued. I nodded. "Do you want to watch a movie?" he asked. I nodded again. 

I went into the sitting room to pick out a movie while James got some snacks. I scrolled through Netfilx and eventually chose 'Insidious'. Me and James both loved horror movies. A few minutes later James came back in with a bowl of popcorn and some chocolate. We watched the movie for an hour before James turned it off. "Jack we have to talk about last night" He said, his voice gentle. I sighed, I knew this was coming. "You know you can always talk to me, about anything" he said. "Do you need to go back into therapy... I knew we should have never taken you out of it" he said rubbing his face with his hand. "I'm fine" I whispered, my voice trembling. Before James could say anything else, his phone started to ring. His eyes darkended when he looked at the caller ID, he sighed before answering. "Hey, Mom". He raised his eyebrows. "You.. you are?" "Yeah we'll see you then". 

"Mom and Dad are coming home, they'll be here in a few hours" he said, his voice shaking. I groaned and threw my head back, this was the last thing we needed right now. He put the movie back on, neither having the energy to talk. 

After the movie finished, I went back upstairs to try and take a nap. I couldn't sleep, I just stared at the ceiling feeling numb. My mind wandered back to Miles, I didn't want to think about him right now. He probably thinks I'm some sort of wierdo. I lay awake for a while before I heard the door open. My parents were home. 

I slowly walked downstairs to greet my parents. "Jack!" my mom said coming over to me and giving me a hug. "Hi mom" I said giving her a hug back. "We've missed you both so much" she said, in a condescending voice, she never cared about us so I didn't know why she was pretending to now. "We, sadly, can't stay for long because we have to get a fight to London on Sunday evening" she continued. I hated her, I hated that when she came back she pretended to care, I hated how she always gets James hopes up, I hated how much I loved her. I know weird right? As much as I hated her I still loved her, she was still my mother. 

My father was standing behind my mother a small smile on his face, he gave me a nod. We had never been close, he liked everything I didn't, like football and fishing and other shit that 50 year old men do. James wanted to make him proud so much that he joined the football team even though he hated football. I used to try to spend time with him, to get him to like me, when I was younger but now I simply didn't care. 

Mom and Dad went upstairs to get changed, leaving me and James alone. "Don't you have a game on Friday?" I asked him. He nodded, "Yeah, do you want to come?" he asked with smile, already knowing the answer. I shook my head with a disgusted look on my face, he chuckled before walking to the kitchen. I walked back upstairs and went to bad, not bothering to get any food. 

A/N

I'm so sorry that that was so sad. I think Black Friday really goes well with this chapter (and I also really like the song and wanted to put it in). 

I hope you liked it! 

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I think the days that I'm going to be updating are going to be Mondays and Fridays. But this may change if it does I will let ye know. I will try to update consistenly but if miss a day I apologize in advance. 

-Loz