I look up at Avi. "I would understand Avi, because... Well I..." I pause for a moment and then sigh. Standing up, I lift up my shirt so that it shows my stomach, covered in cuts and scars. "Chloe I.." Avi starts, but doesn't get to finish as I cut him off. "I know what its Like Avi. I know how it like to feel as though nobody understands you, to feel alone and like you're going to be stuck in thee darkness forever. I understand what its like to have so much pain and despair bottled up inside you that you feel as though the only way to release it is to harm yourself. I know what its like, because that's how I feel as well. No matter how close to someone I am I feel as though they don't understand who I am or how I feel. I never even thought that you knew me. Until now that is.."
Avi looks at me dumb founded. "I... I.." He was lost for words. Suddenly I come up with an idea. "Hey Avi?" I ask. "Yes" He whispers, barely audible, in reply. "Do you think, that just maybe, we can stop cutting together... Like help each other?" Avi looks up at me. And for the first time since the incident at school he smiles, which made me smile. "I would love that Chloe." Avi is practical glowing, knowing that at least on person is willing to help him, and he is willing to help her in return.
