"Aviiiiii!!!!" I scream across the school hallway. Running I slam in to Avi giving him a bear hug and he gives me one back. "Hey Chloe" Avi chuckles. Avi Kaplan and I are best friends but people at school thinks that we must be dating because of how close we are. 'Cause you know how its tottally impossible for a guy and a girl to be friends right?
It's nearly 40 degrees outside and Avi is wearing a long-sleeve shirt and pants. "Dude are you mental?" I ask, eyeing his out fit. "No, I'm just used to wearing long sleeves all the time" he laughs. The warning bell rings, signalling us to go to 1st period, Avi and I have english first up. As we walk through the hall way some idiot by the name of Cody Smith comes running straight at us without looking where he is going, sending Avi and I flying across the hall. I look over at Avi, wanting to make sure he is okay, but the first thing i notice is that his sleeves had dragged up his arm when he fell, exposing his bare skin. Well i wouldn't call it bare since his arms were covered in cuts and scars.
"Avi?" he looks up at me with tears in his eyes. "are you okay?" I whisper just loudly enough for the two of us to hear. he quickly shakes his head. I look up and see why, a crowd of people have circle.d us and are staring at Avis arms, open mouthed, looking like fucking fish. "Chloe, can we go please?" Avi whispers into my ears. I nod and stand up, Avi quickly pulls his sleeves back down and we start running to the entrance. A miilion thoughts are racing through my head. How could I not know, he's my best friend and I didnt even pay enough attention to notice that Avi is purposley hurting himself. By the time the second bell rings to tell us that class has started me and Avi are already haalf way down the block and heading to my house.
Once we reach my house, we walk up the stairs to my bedroom. I sit Avi down on my bed and look him straight in the eyes. "Avi, why? Why would you hurt yourself like that?" My voice starts cracking toward the end of it and I feel like I'm about to cry. He hangs his head low. "You wouldn't understand Chloe. And its not like that's the easiest thing in the world to answer." I look at him dumbstruck, what does he mean I wouldn't understand. I'm his best friend, I'd understand, wouldn't I? But he's right, telling someone you're not okay and then explaining why is one of the hardest things to do, I've had first hand experience. I know what its like to feel like no one would understand how you feel, mainly because.. well... I cut too.
