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He moved upward and put my breast into his mouth while teasing the other one. I started to moan. He sucked on my nipple and pulled it with his teeth and did the same to the other. Wait...I can't do this. I'm not ready. I push him off and run out of the room sobbing. I pull down my shirt and close the bathroom door. I pull out my razor from under the shelf and pull up my sleeves. I look at the scars that littered my arms. I pull the razor across my arms a few times at then slowly put my arm under the faucet, trying not to hit my arm. I put the small piece of metal that has ruined my life onto the counter, its blood dripping onto the pearl white vanity. I look in the mirror and realize how bad I looked. My eyes were red and puffy from crying. My cheeks were stained with tears. I turned the left tap and felt the cold water against my skin. I soon heard banging on the door. "KALI! OPEN UP THE DAMN DOOR!" I silently cried while I turned off the water. "I'm sorry Kali. I really am. Just please let me come in." I heard him lay against the door and sob. It made my heart break. I slowly opened the door, pulling down my sleeve as I did. Daniel fell into the bathroom. I giggled as he got up. I looked down. "Your flys undone." He turned around as I heard it zip. He pulled me into a hug. I saw him look towards the counter. I a million thoughts ran through my head. He let go and picked up the razor. "If you feel the need to hurt yourself, maybe I should too." He said pulling up his sleeves. I stopped him and pulled the razor from his hands. "No..please don't."
"K-K-Kali..." He said through heart broken sobs. I sat down with him and cried into his shoulder.

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