Chapter 2 ; Hurt

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I hide the letter under my pillow. I wasn't strong enough to read it.. Yet.

Since I was alone, I walked downstairs in Liam's baggy T-shirt and my underwear for some breakfast. I was starving. I made some toast and fried eggs then jumped on the couch.

I notice some movies and video games. So, I grabbed an Xbox game and a plastic gun the came with it, turned it on and let's just say I got a little 'to interested'. I was rolling all over the floor! The screen finally read YOU WIN! I started jumping around in circles, until 5 boys caught my eye. They were all staring at me and laughing! Shit! I got no pants.

"Ah! You guys aren't supposed to be here until two!"

"Dylan, love. It's past two, we've been watching you play for a while now." Louis chuckled.

"Nobody care to say anything?! I'm in my freaking underwear!"

I ran up to my room and quickly got on a pair of sweats and threw my long brown curls into a messy bun. I can't believe I've been playing that allll morning! My phone started ringing.

"Hello, Dylan speaking!"

"I thought I should warn you In advance Dylan, that I'm coming to get you. We will be together again, Hun."

"Who is this?"

"You're mother."

"Alright, I don't know what kind of sick joke this is but-"

And with that the line went dead. Who could do this to me! I screamed and bawled my eyes out. I ran to get my razors from their new hiding spot ; under the mat in my bathroom. I slit my arm over and over again. I started a bath and let the blood mix in with the water. It helped sometimes.

"Dyl?" There was a know at the door.

Crap! I ran to throw the cloths I had been wearing before back on.

"One second!"

I opened the door to see Harry.

"Everything alright?"

He asked. His voice was so gentle and sweet sounding.

"I guess.."

I started to tear again. He wrapped me in his arms and slowly rocked back and forth, then shushed me.

"Shhhh, it's okay."

He picked me up and carried me to my bed then set me in his lap and rocked me back and forth. I wish I could tell him how I feel about him. He then delicately kissed my cheek soft and slow.

"Now why is a beautiful girl like you crying?"

I told him about the call. As I gestured my hands around my sleeves flew up. He saw. Oh shit! He saw the cuts, he grabbed my arm and examined the damage.

"D-did you do this?"

He calmly stuttered.

"Um, erm. Well, yes... But please ! You can't tell anyone! Especially Liam. Please Haz, please!"

"Dylan, this is serious! You should've told me!"

"But- I.. No one likes a sad girl who cuts.."

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Til' next time 💋 Xox!

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