Dear Diary (5sos au)

Dear Diary, Im Hated

Dear Diary,

Ashton was practically my best friend, I mean besides Allison... Hes mad at me now. I ruined everything like usual.

Although Allison insists I stay at her house, and insists I go to spend time with them, I dont.

I stay in an apartment I rented last weekend. Its a two bedroom, pretty dumpy, and empty. I have enough money for furniture, but dont have enough strenghth to leave. I sleep on the hardwood floors. I dont even leave for food.

Its been a whole week, I have barely eaten a thing, I havent done anything but cry...

So here I am again, back in nightmare. The nightmare I cant wake up from.

-Claire X

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{Claires POV- Past}

I sit up from the floor, wiping the stray tears still on my cheek. I walk over to my suitcase, and rummage through my clothes.

I swallow hard, and grab the thing I hate most. I quit months ago, but somehow I came back.

I move the razor to my wrist, and inhale deeply before slicing open my skin.

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It had been an hour, and the bleeding hasnt stopped. Im worried because this never happens. It usual stops bleeding after five minutes.

I couldnt go to the hospital, im practically wanted by the FBI. People think im missing.

I grabbed my phone, and hesitantly dialed Allisons number.

"Hello? Claire?" I hear her answer. I was getting dizzier by the minute.

"Allison.. I cant stop bleeding.. Im so dizzy-"

{Allisons POV- Past}

"Claire? Hello?? Where are you im coming to help?!" She didnt answer, and I was thinking the worst. Ashton, Michael and Calum all started at me with worried looks.

Luke had been locked up in their room for a week..

"What the hell is going on?" Michael asks, jumping from his seat.

"I dont know! Claire said she wouldnt stop bleeding, she was dizzy... Then she stopped talking but didnt hang up. I think she passed out."

"Well where is she?" Ashton asks, running to grab his keys. I just stamd there, thinking.

"I-I dont know where she is."

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{Emmas POV- Present}

"Emma! Please come here!" I hear mom yell. I get up from the waiting room chair, and run towards uncle Calums room where she was standing.

"Yeah?" I ask, shoving the diary into my back pack.

"Uncle Calum said he wants to talk to you." I raise an eyebrow but shrug anyways. I walk into the room and mom shuts the door, leaving us alone.

"Hey, Emma." He says weakly, his eyes are half closed.

"Hey Uncle Cal." He smiles when I call him Uncle Cal.

"Thats cool... Im an uncle." I chuckle at his words, he was so clueless.

"Yup, you have been for sixteen years.." He nods, looking down at his chest.

"I feel bad that I cant remember. The only people I can think of are you, Allison, Mali-Koa, Ashton and Michael. Dont I have parents? How can I just forget about my-" He stops as a sudden realization washes over him.

His parents died when he was ten, and his Aunt took care of him and his sister.

"Oh.. They died." It stays silent for a minute until he smiles again. "I think I remember someone." I nod my head for him to continue, "Claire Avery."

"My mom."

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So a new POV was added 😏🙃

Probably going to update again tonight!

~Claire