I woke up to my phone ringing. "Hello?" i answered half asleep. "Addi." I was wide awake now. "Louis?" Why was he calling me. "Did I wake you?" he asked. "No. i mean yes. you did. but i'm glad." he laughed. It was quiet. He finally spoke. "Are you-I mean-.....Is it bad?" he took me by surprise. I shoved my face in the pillow. I didn't trust my voice so i whispered. "yeah...yeah it's bad." He sighed. "Addi.." "Don't tell Harry." I begged. "He doesn't know?" I started to cry. "Addie. Addie stop. It's okay." I heard a door close and he whispered. "How many cuts..?" he asked. I cried even harder. "Addison.." he sighed. "I'm sorry." I hated myself for crying. "You have to stop. For harry. He loves you addison. Every time you hurt yourself it hurts him too." "Lou i got to go. Tell harry to call me later?" "yeah of course. call if you need to. bye addi." "bye lou." I got out of bed and looked at my reflection. My hair was in a messy bun and my day old makeup smudged. My eyes were puffy and my wrist torn. Torn. I was in one of Harrys T shirts. I walked by our dresser. A picture of Harry and I was framed. I ran my fingers over it. Then I picked up Harry's cologne. I sprayed it all over my T shirt. I smiled. Then my hands felt something hard and cold. My smile faded. Stained Red. My blade.
