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Pll B/Ssm: They find out you self-harm

I will be posting the guys version after this. I really need requests though guys. So I'm hoping I could get those so I can write another one. Hope you enjoy. BTW, everything that is underlined is a quote.

Spencer: (age_16)

You sat on the tiled floor, watching as the crimison coloured blood ran along your arm.

You knew it was unhealthy. You knew that you should stop...You just couldn't bring yourself to do that yet.

It helped, at least you believed it did. It helped by distracting you from the emotional pain. The phyical pain felt better than the emotional one. It helped end it...even if for just a while.

After you washed up, you walked into the kitchen, wanting a snack before heading into your room to finish your homework.

You looked up to see that Spencer, Aria, Hanna, Emily, Paige, Mona, Jason, Toby, Caleb, Ezra, Wren and Mike all standing there. You were suspicious since they almost never all met up at the same place. At least not for long.

"What are you guys all doing here? Is something wrong." Your concern was quick to cloud your mind. You could see that they all had mixed emotions in their eyes.

Sadness, anger, fear, disbelief, but mostly worry.

What had A done now?

"Why are you wearing a long sleeve (Y/n)? It's practically boiling outside." Spencer spoke with an emotionless voice and a blank face.

"I'm not feeling well. I think I caught a bug from Disgusting Donald today in class. You say it's boiling, but to me it's basically Antarctica." You hated how easily and automatically the lie came out.

"Really (Y/n)? Is that so? Then you wouldn't mind lifting the sleeves of that shirt? I think I'm boiling for you." Hanna spoke up.

"As I said, I'm freezing."

"Lift the damn shirt sleeve (Y/n) befpr I come and lift it for you." Spencer said in a creepily calm voice. You were so focused on the girls that you didn't notice Caleb getting up and standing behind you.

"Uhh...no."

Spencer nodded once before Caleb grabbed you from behind, holding down your arms so you couldn't move.

She came you to you and grabbed at your sleeve. You tried to fight at them but it was no use. She lifted it up quickly and they all stared in disbelief at the countless scars lined up along your arm. The tears were welling up in their eyes.

"Why? Why would you do this. And why wouldn't you tell us? Me? We had to fucking find out from A. A knew and we didn't (Y/n)!!!" Spencer yelled, the tears running freely down her cheeks. Her face paler than you could have ever imagined.

"You want to know why sis? Because I'm tired of trying and failing might I say to live up to the Hastings legacy. You might think that mom and dad don't care about you or think they are disappointed in you but you are wrong. They actually bother with you and Melissa . Unlike me. They are never home and when they are their calling me names and comparing me to you guys. They even compare me to the other girls, anybody really. No matter what I do I'm never good enough. I tried to love them through it all and to forgive them for how they make me feel. I really did. But it didn't work. I remember doctor Sullivan telling me once 'how can you love someone, if you are yet to love yourself.' And guess what? She's right. Like she always is. I hate myself Spencer. I don't wanna live like this anymore!"

"Stop! Stop! I don't want to hear it anymore! Oh god! How come I didn't notice? How? How?" Spencer yelled as she fell to her knees sobbing, clutching at her hair. Toby ran and embraced her.