One Day...

scars (pt.2)

Bonnie had just gotten out of the shower and finished changing into her dark skinny jeans and a red tank top followed by her bracelets to cover them. She stares into the mirror... Into her eyes. She starts remembering what had happened at school.

Bonnie's POV:

Why am I so fucking weak. I'm a mess. A emo freak. A worthless bitch...there you go again with the tears. Stay quiet before he hears you. Give him a good time, not something he'll regret. C'mon I can smile , I can be strong like he says, I can laugh, c'mon stop crying already...stop fucking over thinking..

Bonnie fell onto the floor on her knees and started crying. She was having an anxiety attack. She had both of her hands on the side of her head and started crying louder as she forgot about Mark's existence.

Mark's POV:

I heard her cries. I ran upstairs as fast I could and followed the sound of her gasping for air. I opened the door to the bathroom because well.. I was worried. I saw her look up at me and she backed away a little "don't look at me, I'm sorry you had to come all this way just to see my worthless bitch ass, please just leave" she said while still on the floor leaning on the wall crying. I knelt beside her and picked up her chin "buttercup..don't say that you are worthless. As in matter in fact don't say anything negative about yourself okay?" I said...I didn't even noticed that I was crying until she wiped a tear off my cheek. "Bonnie, you are worth seeing. Why would I leave? You mean ... Everything to me! I love you Bonnie...I love you. If-" she cut me off by kissing me. She had one hand on the back of my neck and the other on my shoulder. She stops and looks at me into my eyes. Her eyes full of sorrow still looked beautiful as the moon...not compared to any star. "Mark... I love you to. I'm just afraid. Afraid to be used. To be ignored again. To be--" I placed my index finger onto her pink lips. I then held her wrist and bought it up close to me to exam them....she had about 6 bracelet and I took them off one by one. She faced the floor as I was taking them off.

Bonnie's POV:

I didn't know what to do. All I could do is look at the floor as he's taking off my last bracelet. I felt something warm on my cuts, on my wrist. His lips on my scars..cuts... He was kissing them. My eyes were watery again. I felt his soft lips on the top of my head and then he grabbed my chin for me to look up at him. He was crying too. Then he rolls up his blue sleeves revealing his ...scars. Then he looked down and started to cry. "I love you too" I said softly. He looked up and kissed me.