Fandom Preferences and Imagines

Pll Bsm: They find out you Self harm.

Caleb: (age_16)

You sat on the floor, slowly sketching into your sketchbook. Art was one of the few things that kept you sane nowadays. Another being self-harm of course.

You never knew why you did it. You had no reason to. You had the perfect brother. So many friends that love you like you're a part of their family. You had the support of many.

You had the best grades in your class, you were head cheerleader, and you were an important member in many clubs.

All that yet you couldn't help but feel sad, empty, and....alone.

The others sat silently for once. You could feel many stares your way, but you chose to ignore it and continue sketching.

What you didn't know though, was that they knew about your.....habit to say the least. You didn't know that the wheels in their heads were turning, trying to figure out if A was lying, and if not why would you do it and to what extent would you go.

As if their thought had been read, a message appeared on the Tv. It was connect to the internet and how your 'family' had started to dread that.

You glanced up and silently read it along with the others.

"She cuts herself,
Never too deep,
Never enough to die,
But enough to feel the pain,
Enough to feel the scream inside.
-A"

A strangled sound came from behind you and you dreadfully turned around to see where it came from. You turned around to see your brother with tears rushing down his face and his lower lip trembling.

"Why angel? Why would you do this? Please tell me! Why would you do this?!" He said while sobbing.

"I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?!" That was Hanna.

"I. Don't. Fucking. Know."

They were all taken aback by your hostile tone.

"I-I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't- I don't -I don't k-know." With that you fell to your knees craddling your head, hands fiercely clutching at your hair, almost ripping at it.

You felt arms circle around you, being sandwiched between two bodies, and being rocked back and forth.

"It's going to be ok. Shhhh. Trust me, it's all going to be ok." Hanna's soothed at you. You didn't need to see him or hear his voice to know that the other body was Caleb.

You sat there, letting yourself relax into their comforting hold, and closed your eyes.

Ezra/Wes: (age_15)

You sat at the table in your brother Ezra's apartment, solving away at your math homework, while the others sat around each other watching a movie with the volume really low.

You were unaware of the fact that none of them were watching the movie, but were watching you instead.

Without realizing it you started singing while doing your homework, and the fact that the volume was so low, they could all hear you clearly.

"My mama always made me eat dry bread,
I wanna fill my brain up with lead."
You sang softly. Everone stiffened and tensed at your words.

"No." You jumped at the sudden sound of your brother Wes' booming voice.

"What's wrong Wes?" You asked concerned.

Ezra was the one to answer though, after clearing his throat.

"Ummm, (Y/n), we were informed by a friend of yours that she saw something when you lifted your sleeve today to wash your hands."