Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

"Ow! Oh fuck..." I whimpered as the blade pierced my skin to deep. Shit shit shit shit. Dan would see this no doubt about it, I'm screwed I can't do anything about it. Maybe if it dab it a little harder until the bleeding stops.

Half an hour later all bleeding had ceased and my cuts had to started to slightly scab over. I made them as small as possible but with so much self hatred in side of one person it's hard not to want to rip your skin apart. Cutting really is stupid, but when you've felt so much pain in your life you just wonder if you can actually feel pain anymore.. I guess cutting helps you answer that question. But even when you feel the pain why do you continue? I'll never know but it's like drugs once you start it's so hard to stop. It's addictive.

I heard footsteps approaching my bathroom door and I quickly scrambled to hide my blade and cover my arms, only to remember that I'm wearing a tank-top. Delightful. I hold my hand over my wrist as a pain shots through it causing me to almost cry out. But I expected this. The door knob is jiggled a bit to show Phil standing in the door way. Well fuck.

*Dan's POV*

Furious. Furious is an understatement to how I was feeling right now. How dare she come into our home and insult Sophie like that. She's a fucking twat.

"Phil," I said as calmly as possible "Go and apologize to Sophie for you retard of a girlfriends behavior. Now." I ordered "I need to cool off before I do anything else." I said sitting on the couch. Fuck I was pissed. It will be a long god damn time before Victoria is allowed in this hou- flat again, that's for sure.

*Phil's POV*

I got up and walked slowly to Sophie's room I turned back and saw Dan fall onto the sofa and let out a huff. Te Victoria acted was definitely un-called for.

I was about to knock on Sophie's door when I heard a small strangled cry come from inside. Carefully and quietly I opened the door to see her bathroom door slightly ajar, I inched closer not wanting to make any noise I peer through the crack in the door and see possibly one of the most heart wrenching things I've ever seen in my life; Sophie sat in the floor wrist all bloody, beside her a blood covered blade and her trying to clean her cuts up. I look at her face seeing it all red and puffy, from crying. A few tears still escape her eyes as she dabs the cuts with water and toilet paper.

I want to just open the door and help her, hold her, hug her, tell her everything is going to be ok bur I can't. For some reason I can't force my legs to move an inch. I just watch as she dabs her wrist and cries silently.

Suddenly my legs regain feeling and decide to bang the door closed, luckily it's silent and I start to jiggle the handle to open the door of course the door opens completely an I see Sophie covering her arm a look of pain and fear in her blue eyes.

*Sophie's POV*

I watch as Phil's eyes grow sadder and sadder, what if he calls Dan in? What if he tells? No. He can't.

I stand up on wobbly legs and pull him into the bathroom and slam the door. I turn around and sink back to the floor and Phil does the same sitting opposite of me.

"Phil how m-" I start but am abruptly cut off.

"Why?" he starts of his ocean blue eyes looking more and more painful as he spoke.

"Why would you do this to yourself? What if you killed yourself?!" he said raising his voice.

"Phil please, please don't yell at me." I said calmly.

"Then why?" he snapped 'Why would you do this?" he snapped grabbing my arm pointing at my wrist.

I sighed "Just promise you won't tell Dan." he nodded and once again proceeded to tell him everything. I swear this boy will be the death of me.

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