Nate has been on tour for 3 months and I miss him so much. I can't handle it anymore. I have to see him. All the fans are saying that I'm a awful girlfriend because I didn't join him on the tour. Yeah, I was invited on tour by the manager. But that doesn't solve everything.
I just can't anymore.
I went to my bathroom. Opened a drawer that had a small box inside. I opened the box to find my blades.
"I can do this."
I say lightly.
One. Two. Three.
I swiped the blade across my wrist.
Blood is now oozing out my wrist.
That's the first.
Second.
Third.
Fourth.
Fifth.
Sixth.
Seventh.
Eighth.
Ninth.
Tenth.
Elve-
I was interrupted by Nate opening the door with a huge smile spread on his face.
His smile faded.
His eyes were filled with tears.
Which turned to sadness.
Which turned to anger.
Which turned to regret.
"Wh-wh-what are you doing?!"
"Uh-um-um-"
"You promised."
"I couldn't bare it. Not being with you. Enough is enough."
He took all of my blades.
Plopped them all in the toilet.
Then flushed them down the drain.
"I love you."
That's the first time ever.
That's the first time he has said he loved me.
I cried into his chest for about 10-15 minutes or so.
Nate decided to clean me up.
"What would I do without you Nate."
"I don't know ..... Let's hope we never find out."
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Omaha Imagines // •Da Squad•
FanficJust a Omaha Boys imagine book. • Sammy Wilkinson • Jack Gilinsky • Nate Maloley • Jack Johnson • Kenny Holland (maybe) Will include: - Sex - Self harm - Drugs - More sex - Cussing
