Brayden's POV
Lila and I were walking to get food and she was moving her sleeves (or should I say my sleeves) and I asked her what's wrong... She shows me her cuts. All of them. I start tearing up and I give her a big hug and kiss. She's my baby doll. My reason to not kill myself. I show her my cuts... all of them. She says she's surprised I would ever hurt myself. I tell her I was depressed for a while. She says that she can come over again tonight and we can talk. That's my girl... not anyone else's... mine
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Br(ok)en
Teen FictionA girl struggles with depression until she finally finds out someone has loved her all along.
