i sat on my bed watching a movie with my best friend luke. he was the only person who i could talk to, in fact he was the only person i did talk to. i havent spoken to anyone else in years. i stopped going to school over a year ago. i was tired of always being called a 'freak'.
luke would constantly reassure me nothing people said was true. i just couldnt believe him.
"ash, are you alright?" "yeah luke, i just need a minute." i got off the bed and made my way into my bathroom.
"worthless"
"fat"
"ugly"
"waste of space"
"go away. why wont you just go away." i sat on the bathroom floor with my knees pressed to my chest. i trued to calm myself down but it wasnt working.
i began to punch vigorously at the mirror. but i had no idea what i was doing until my mother rushed through the door. "ashton, please, stop. this is the third time this week."
she didnt care about me, no one did, except luke.
i didnt think i cared about her either, but that changed when i found her hanging in her room.
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a/n: oh snap. i feel like shit right now, my stomach hurts so bad BUT IM SEEING 5SOS IN LIKE 18 HOURS AND OKAJALSHHS BABIES.
-tori
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destruction.
Fanfictiontwo people who are destructive to themselves turn out to be constructive to eachother.
