A/N: Requested
______________________
Your POV
They did it again. The stupid jocks at my school, were bullying me once again. They called me names like slut, whore, bitch, fat, and ugly. Maybe they were right.
-
There it was, another scar on my arm. I had been cutting for at least a year now, and never told anyone. I just needed to know I was really alive, and feel something.Peyton would be ashamed, and probably would break up with me if he found out. That's why I just kept it to myself. I didn't want to kill myself, that's not what I was trying to accomplish. I just needed something to feel. And to maybe lessen the hurt.
I went to go put my blades back in the cabinet, in my bathroom, but I got really light headed. And then I blacked out on the bathroom floor.
-
"Y/N! Y/N! Wake up! Please baby wake up!" I could faintly hear Peyton saying. I kept trying to open my eyes, but it was just too hard. I finally used all the strength I had left, and opened my eyes to a sobbing Peyton."Peyton?" "Y/N! Oh my gosh baby, I almost called 911. You were passed out on the floor when I came in, 30 minutes ago. "I'm sorry Peyton, I'm so sorry!" I started sobbing into my hands. "Baby it's okay, it wasn't your fault." "It was my fault." "What are you talking about?" I wasn't sure how to tell him. If he knew, he would either hate me, or hate himself for not knowing. He had no idea about the bullying or the cutting.
"Well Peyton for the last year I have been cutting." As I spoke those words I could instantly see his face drop, and turn pale. "Baby why?" "All of the football players have been bullying me, and I couldn't handle it anymore."
He didn't say anything, and I thought that he was already thinking about how much he hated me for this. "Listen Peyton I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." "What are you sorry for? I love you and can't believe that I have let you do this to yourself. Those jocks are going to regret everything they have ever said to you."
As much as I hated the things they were saying to me, and how much they were hurting me, I couldn't let him hurt them. It wasn't right, if I let him do that, then that would make me just as bad as them.
"Peyton you can't hurt them, it would make us just as bad as them." "See this is why I love you Y/N. Even when someone does you wrong, you still won't let anyone get revenge on them. You are amazing. And I love you, I never want you to hurt yourself again." "Okay Peyton I'll try to stop, but it may take time." "And I will be here every second with you, I love you baby girl, and no one will ever hurt you again." "I love you too Peyton."
-
With that said, Peyton really did stay with me every second, and step. He helped me quit cutting, and told the jocks off. He didn't hurt them, but he gave them a mouthful. I really did love him, and everything he did for me.
___________________________
A/N: listen guys if you self harm please don't, and try not to. I'm always here for any, and all of you beautiful people. If you ever need a friend, or someone to talk to them come talk to me. Inbox me don't be shy. I'm always here. I love you, and you should love yourself too, trust me it will help. Inbox, and stay strong, if you have these types of problems. I never want any of you guys to hurt yourselves.
YOU ARE READING
Peyton Meyer imagines
FanfictionPeyton Meyer imagines. [Enter cool description here] .... Xx.