We sit there at the edge and I finally decide to break the silence.
"Uhm", I said tracing the first initial of my name in the dirt, " Why exactly did you bring me here? I mean it's not bad at all in fact it's actually quite extravagant but why."
"Well I kind of felt bad for you when you said you had to take your pills and you were annoyed with me and my friends." He quietly looked down at his feet.
"It is kind of a rude awakening, even if you are one of them"
"You don't even know half of it"
"Well it seems like we will be here awhile you can tell me."
"I don't know I don't really vent much"
"Well then that all the more reason to vent because you have so much built inside of you that one day you will explode and you will end up hurting people" we both glance at each other and I instantly look away even tho I feel his eyes trailing me.
"I started magcon about a year ago and it started out so good. The fans the people they were so amazing and sweet. But when it came to hate I got overwhelmed, Nash and I started to fight all the time and magcon is starting to break apart."
"But it seems as though nothing is wrong?"
"We have to pretend because we have fans like your sister or anyone who knows who I am."
"Oh, well I mean you can always try and talk to him."
"It's not that easy Nash has become a bitch lately and all I have left are my fans, shawn, and well you?" I look at him and he's staring down with a tear dripping down his cheek.
"It's gonna be okay, you aren't he only one." I didn't want to say it but it came out " I have cut myself and for years thought about suicide."
I lift up my sleeve and reveal the scars on my left and right arms.
"Why?" He says as he traces the marks on my skin
I start to choke on my words and say "c-can we...umm....save this for a umm another day?"
"Do you promise you will tell me later?"
"I promise"
He gets up and brushes off his jeans and asks for my hand. I grab his hand and pulls me up in a swift movement.
" I have something to tell you"
"And what might that be"
"I love you"
I stare blankly at him for mere seconds and then the feeling of sickness is in my stomachs and I start to cry.
"I love you too!"
A/N: I'm sorry it's bad but whatever
