Tumblr Inspiration (Kellic)

Chapter Eight

The next morning was a bit rough. Moving around and simply stretching was a bit of heavy task, as my wrist was sore as hellbut it was my fault. I was the one who decided to cut myself. This is why I had never done it, and will never do it again. Sure, it seemed okay last night, but after sleeping over it, you wake up to realize it wasn't worth it.

I stop thinking about it and pull out my phone. It had some notifications from Tumblr- which I ignore for now because there's a few messages from you know who.

Stay away from my Friends: Did I do something wrong?

Was it because I didn't message you?

I was busy and had a long day.

Please message me back?

Did you cut because of me?

They were one after other, their times being after I had already fallen asleep. What was he talking about though?

I had almost forgot that we followed each other on Tumblr. I had basically forgot about him and his potential feelings towards the photo I had posted last night. I forgot he could see everything I post. But did he honestly think he was the one who triggered it? To be honest, I had always been curious about what it was like to cut, but it doesn't mean I did it because of him. Sure, it was his pictures that really drove me to it, but it was all my idea. I am fully responsible for my own actions.

Better off Dead: It wasn't because of you. Promise.

After I sent him the message, I received a text from Mike asking to meet at Starbucks before class. Of course I text him back saying yes, before finally getting ready and heading over there.

When I arrived at the small, coffee shop, Mike was already there along with Vic. I got to the table and said hello to both of them. Mike stood up and hugged me, while Vic stayed sat behind his laptop and gave me a small wave instead. I waved back with a smile and took the seat before him. Mike stayed standing before speaking. "I'm gonna order, you guys want anything?"

"No." Vic and I voiced in synch. We both looked at each other and shared a small laughed. Mike looked at us, probably agreeing on how weird that was, before nodding and going to order for himself.

An awkward silence washed over us, as expected. Vic and I don't know each other well enough to avoid these things. So I decided to take out my phone and pretend I was busy, but I could feel Vic still looking at me. I look back at him with my brows stitched together-silently asking what he wanted.

"Your jaw looks better," he said.

"Yeah. It feels so much better. Thank you for having Mike call me last night to check on me." I thanked him. To be honest, I thought it was a bit of a weird coincidence that he had Mike call around the same time I had selfharmed, but like I said, it was a coincidence.

He nodded before glancing at what felt like my wrist. I don't know if I was just being paranoid or not, but I swear he was looking at it. I averted my eyes just to check, and saw my sleeve beginning to fall a bit. One of my cuts were showing but not so much-unless you got a good look you wouldn't have noticed. That scared me though. What if Vic had seen, he'd be so weirded out by me. He would probably never talk to me again, Not that we talk much anyways. But it's weird, I'm starting to develop this small crush on him. I guess it's one of those crushes that is normal. You know, those crushes you have on your best friend's older brother. Besides, he was nice to me that one time, and I'm a sucker for sweethearts. That's why I was kind of into Mike at first, but that has quickly subsided.