99 Skinny • Adopted by 5sos #Wattys2016

Chapter 45

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"You okay?" Jacob asked, breaking the silence.

Love Yourself by Justin Beiber lowly played in the background as Jacob drove and I aimlessly stared out the window ahead. His hand was on my leg, gently patting along to the song.

I nodded, staring straight.

"You sure? You're quiet," Jacob worried.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I lied.

He sighed and the conversation ended. Eventually, we pulled up in front of the house and rolled to a stop.

"Thanks for taking me out," I mumbled. I gave him a quick kiss then hopped out the car and ran inside.

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I was doing it again; looking through hate accounts. I didn't know why I was.

I sniffed and wiped a tear, wincing at one of the things said about me. Maya was scratching at my door, wanting to come in.

She would have to wait.

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I don't know how, but I ended up on the floor with bleeding wrists and a bloody razor in my shaking hand. I sobbed and ran water over my wrists.

A knock at the door caused me to jump.

"Daisy, are you okay?" Calum's worried voice came from the other side of the door.

I couldn't respond because I was crying so hard and holding back a sob.

"Do you want me to get Ash?"

"No, I'm fine," I finally said.

"Um, okay. . ." Calum trailed off.

I waited until I heard him walk away to burst into tears. Once I tended to my wounds and hid myself in a sweatshirt, I went out to the boys and faked happiness.

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I had come home the next day to a lonely house. Luke was out doing God knows what, Calum was on the phone with Dani (who was at home in America studying for finals), Ashton was locked away in his room, and Michael was in his man cave, ignoring us to play video games.

I was sitting next to Michael, trying to get his attention.

"Michael," I poked his cheek. "Michael. Hey, Michael -"

"What?" he grumpily replied, dodging my finger.

"Wanna hangout?" I asked, only to be met with silence. "Michael, want to hang-"

"Can't you see I'm in the middle of something? Go ask Ashton." he huffed. I frowned and went to Ashton's room.

I knocked on the door. "Ashton, want to hangout?"

"Not now," Ashton called.

"Please? I'm bored."

"No."

I sighed and went to the kitchen, where Calum sat on the phone. I stared at him, waiting for him to get off so we could hangout.

"What do you want?" Calum paused the conversation with Danielle.

"I'm bored."

"I'm talking to Daisy. Go hangout with Michael or something,"

What was there problem?

I frowned and hopped off the chair. I angrily slid on some shoes and called Maya, who came running. I put her leash on and led her out the door, slamming the door behind me.

(a/n: this part will briefly deal with suicidal thoughts and all that, so little trigger warning. ily and keep your chin up!)

My footsteps angrily smacked as I walked down the sidewalk, Maya trotting beside me without a care in the world.

Did the boys not care about me anymore? Did they even love me? What did I do to deserve all this hate and to have rumors spread about me?

All these questions swam around in my head as I walked Maya. I wiped tears that I had just noticed were following.

The boys would be better off without me. They didn't need some teenage girl weighing them down - keeping them from being young.

I turned around and started heading back, staring at the house in the distance.

I'd be better off dead.

At the house I was ignored again. I laid in my bed, wishing I had someone to cheer me up. I thought about the girl who made sure I was never lonely when Heidi was around and the boys didn't talk to me. Danielle, my best friend.

But now, I was alone. And I missed her.

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