*TRIGGER WARNING!!*
You were home alone and you were feeling down because your boyfriend Grayson, was on tour and you really missed him. Before he left about a week ago, he begged you to come with him but your grades had been dropping and you couldn't miss anymore school. Even though Gray told you not to go on social media while he was gone, you did anyways in hopes that it would take your mind off of Grayson but it only made everything so much worse. All of Grayson's fan's hated you and they were always sending you the meanest messages that just made you feel even more worthless then you already did. There comments normally didn't bother you that bad when Grayson was with you because he would always try and take up for you and confront those girls, he would even try and block as many as he could but theres just to many so he would just try and comfort you by holding you and and playing with your hair while whispering sweet nothing in your ears until you fell asleep.
You knew not to read them because a lot of those girls got really nasty but you couldn't help yourself. After a while you couldn't read anymore because your eye's filled up with tears to were you could no longer see. You were already insecure and didn't really like yourself...I mean Grayson somehow made you feel pretty with the sweet compliments and the way he treated you like a princess but the fans always made sure that it didn't stay that way. So after reading those comments on your weight and how ugly you are and how Grayson deserved someone way better then you and all that crap, you really hated yourself. You couldn't take it anymore, you had to do something to take this horrible feeling away, even for a split second.
You made your way into the kitchen with tears rolling down your cheeks. You took a knife out of the drawer and pressed it against your forearm and slowly dragged it across. You made a fist and clenched your eyes shut due to the pain, you opened them and seen blood start flowing and then you started thinking about Grayson and how he would feel if he found out but then you thought of those comments about how he doesn't really care about you and he can do better. So you keep cutting...you then hear the front door open and you hear a very excited Grayson come threw the door "SUPRIS-" you stood there in shock because he shouldn't have came home until a few more weeks. Grayson dropped the flowers he had brought and he ran over to you in a kind of panic. He takes the knife from you and gently grabs your arm to investigate. "Y/n, why?" he says with a tear rolling off his cheek. "I hate myself." you say while staring at the ground. You couldn't bare to look at him, seeing him upset tore you apart. He picked up your chin so that you would look at him "Y/n, why do you hate yourself? Your so perfect, how could you possibly feel this way?" you regret what you have done from seeing Grayson so hurt. "But those girls-" he cuts you off and says "Who cares what they think of you, I think your perfect." you shake your head. He then walks you over to the sink and rinses off your cuts, you jump because the water felt like acid touching your fresh wounds. "Im sorry baby girl" he says giving you a kiss on the forehead. He then picks you up and sets you on the kitchen counter after he gently dries your arm. He pulls the first aid kit out of the cabinet and stands between your legs while he bandages up your arm. He's focused on doctoring up you arm but you say "Grayson, im really sorry." He then stops and looks at you, "Its ok, just please don't ever hurt yourself again." he then gently kisse your bandaged arm "I won't."
To whoever actually read this lol sorry that this wasn't great, im not a very good writer. Btw I hope that this doesn't trigger anybody...I love you!
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