Charity case

54

*Mia*

Although I was still slightly dizzy, I ran after Vic and slid into the bathroom before he could close the door.

"Mia I need to be alone-"

"So you can cut again?!" I yelled, tears freely falling "Because if you do I do."

He collapsed onto the floor and began sobbing into his knees. I felt my heart clench. This is heart breaking and horrible to watch.

"I just want to get better." He whispered.

I bent down next to him and pulled up his sleeves. Seven. Shaking, I ran my fingers along each one then kissed them. He was also shaking beneath me then he did the same with my arm, but planted a kiss on all of my new ones.

I started to cry and he held me against him and also cried.

"We need to stop because it hurts each other too much." Vic whispered and rubbed my back.

"Okay." I whispered.

"Promise?"

I don't make promises I can't keep.

I shook my head "I don't make promises I can't keep."

"Mia-"

"Please just stay clean, for me. And I'll try."

He nodded and smiled at me.

"What?" I laughed.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered and leant his forehead against mine.

"So are you." I whispered back.

He pecked my lips quickly so I pecked his after wards.

"Where do you keep your blades?" He whispered.

"In my pencil case." I sighed.

He gently lifted me off of his lap and stood up.

"I'll be two seconds." He whispered and walked out of the bathroom.

My pencil case was in my handbag on the side so he easily found it and came back in soon afterwards.

"Is this it?" He asked.

I nodded and he opened the case. Immediately, signs of hurt struck his face making me gulp.

"How many?" He whimpered and pulled one that still had blood on it out of the case.

"Thirty two."

Shaking, he stared at the blades for a while then opened the toilet seat.

"Are you ready?"

The shining metal was calling for me, I just need to keep one.

"Can I just keep one?" I whimpered.

"Every time you use it I'll use mine."

I sighed "okay."

He tipped the case upside down making all of the blades drop into the toilet. I couldn't stop crying. They were my relief, and he tore them away from me.

"Vic I need them."

"No you don't-"

"I NEED THEM!"

I reached my hand to grab one from the toilet but Vic quickly held me in a huge hug as he flushed them. I began sobbing into his shoulder as he held me tightly and cooed in my ear.

"Darling you'll be okay."