Chapter 3: The stories

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I looked at her and she took a deep breath before explaining her story.

"When...When I was a little girl, my dad drank a lot and hurt me and my mom so we moved out, and in the school I went to I was bullied for being fat and I remember at the age of 7 I wanted to kill myself. The bullying kept happening and even though it stopped I believe all the words they called me. They bullied me for being fat, which I am." she was crying again.

"You are not fat. You're perfect." I said wiping her tears. I slowly caressed her cuts that stopped bleeding and I kissed them.

"So what's your story..?"

I shifted up a bit and looked at her.

"I, I was sexually abused at the age of 8 by my father and I was raped at 12 and I tried to commit suicide last year. They had me in a psych ward for 3 months."

I started to cry and she wrapped her arms around me.

"You're not alone. I'm here." She said smiling.

I heard her tummy growl.

"You should drink some milk because you seem hungry."

"I'm not."

"Yes you are you're tummy growled babe, you looke like a stick."

That sounded harsh. 

"Get out!"

"I didn't mean it that way."

Tears ran down her face.

"OUT!" I walked to her and hugged her and she struggled out.

"No..I'm not leaving you alone. I need to make sure you're safe."

"I don't need to be-" I interupted her with a kiss.

She wrapped her hands around my neck and kissed me hard.

She bit my lip and slid her tongue into my mouth.

"I want you please!" Demi moaned into my mouth.

I kissed her hard. We were basically french kissing. As we french kissed she put her hand into my pocket but I stopped her. And I stopped the kiss.

"What are you doing?"

"I need it back!"

"So you're playing me?"

She dropped to the floor and curled up with her knees against her chest and her head down. I sat next to her and held her.

"I wasn't playing with you,I just can't live without cutting."

"You will. And I'll do anything it takes to help you." She cried in my chest.

I picked her up. She was extremely skinny and light...I think she might have an ED but it's a bad time to ask right now.

I layed her on the bed and she curled up in a ball crying. I layed next to her and wrapped my arms around her and I cuddled with her and her tears wet my shirt but I didn't care.

I wiped her tears.

"Don't worry, you're safe with me. I wont let anything hurt you."I kissed her on the head and she used her finger to outline the design on my shirt and I stroked her hair. After 10 minutes she fell asleep. I pulled her closer then I fell asleep too.

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