How am I supposed to do this?
I can't tell him something that will make him trust me less.
Maybe I tell Jenny and she tells Ryan?
Maybe if he walks in on me cutting?
I walk out of my bedroom and find Ryan sitting on the couch his head in his hands.
I sit down next to him and rest my head against his back.
"I'm sorry Uncle Ryan. I was being stupid." I whisper.
He looks up. He turns so we are face to face.
"I'm sorry too. I do trust you and I just want what's best for you."
He leans in for a hug, but I stand up.
After this he's not going to want to hug me anymore.
"I have to show you something."
"Ok."
I wander into my bedroom.
"Sit." I point to the bed and he sits.
I turn towards where I hide my box of blades. I pick them up but he can't see because my back is blocking him.
I tap the box with my finger slightly and exhale, coming to terms with what I'm going to do.
I turn back towards Ryan.
"Don't hate me." I say softly. I doubt it will do any good.
I hand him the box and take a step backwards.
He looks at it. "Is this what I think it is?"
I nod to the ground.
He shakes it. "There aren't many in here."
"I know." I don't even know if he can hear me.
He sets the box down next to him.
He stands up, and I shrink myself.
"I love you." He wraps his arms around me.
"I don't understand." I pull away.
"What do you mean?"
"How can you still love me? I broke my promise. Why do you keep forgiving me?"
"Because I love you no matter what. You are hurting and I don't want you to be."
A grim smile breaks onto my face.
"But I do want to see," says Ryan.
"No!" I whine.
"Show me now."
I reluctantly hold out my arm with my sleeve rolled up.
He frowns.
"You have to stop."
"I know. I'm trying."
He takes me in his arms again.
---------------------------------------------------
A week later at the precinct:My phone has been silent with no word from my stalker for two days. I've gotten a few more threats though in the past week. I can't take my mind off of it though. I haven't been the same. To think someone is always watching me, and threatening the people I love, it's scary.
"Hey Ross!"
"What?"
Espo gets my attention.
"Brandon was transferred to county jail."
I nod.
"I tried to make sure he wasn't separated from the rest of them. Did you know that when a child molester is put in jail the rest of the guys in there would kill them because most of them were molested as kids? Well anyways I tried to make sure he didn't get moved out of there but it didn't happen. Maybe next time though."
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