*3 Day Later*
I throw my legs over the side of my bed and struggle to get to my feet, stumbling to the bathroom, I strip down and jump into the shower. I let the hot water run down my body, washing away all the pain that I feel. I run my hands over my waist and look at all I have done to my body. They made me do it, he made me do it, and by "he" I don't mean Niall. Jason.
He didn't tell me why he was leaving, he just said I have to go. I'm sorry" 8 years and I haven't talked or seen him.
I tear slips from my eye, I miss him so much, I just want to have him back in my life, and stay in it.
i back up into the shower wall until my back hits it, sliding down on my butt and bringing my knees up to my chest, crying.
i sit there crying, nothing can take this pain away.
*KNOCK. KNOCK*
"Tori, are you ok, you have been in there for just about an hour" called James.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine" I yell back.
I stand up and turn the water off, stepping out and putting a towel around me.
I unlock the door and step out, James is stand just outside the door with his hand on the door frame
I walk past him and over to my dresser pulling out some Gray sweat pants and a plan black V-neck. Grabbing a new bra and underwear then walking back into the bathroom.
Slipping into my sweats and watching them fall to the floor again, I pull them back up again, this time tying them up tight.
Pulling my top over my head and fixing it so it looked right. Looking at my body I thing, "what have I done" but I don't feel anything, what I have done was to not feel as much pain, to make me feel "normal" for once.
I throw my hair into a messy bun and unlocked the door walking out, Jason stood right where he was when I walked back into the washroom to change. He watched my ever move.
"What" I asked/yelled.
"Are you cutting" he asked.
I stayed silent.
He walked up to me and pulled up my top just enough to show my scars.
"Tori, I... Why"
"You don't get it James" I yell
"What don't I get Tori, what?" He yelled back.
"Try being in my shoes for once. I'm alone, I get bullied at school, I don't have my brother, and he left me 8 years ago. I don't have Niall" I whispered the last part.
He huffed.
"Have you been eating" he asked.
"No" I shook my head.
"Come here" he pulled me into a hug. I cried into his chest.
Jason was here for me this first time I started cutting and stopped eating.
I stopped cutting but eating, that... I eat very little.
"You need to stop doing this to yourself. You have people, you're not alone" he whispered into my neck.
I pulled out and thanked him.
"Want me to make you something to eat. Oh who the hell I'm I kidding, you're eating" he said making his way done and into the kitchen.
I really didn't want to eat, but I would do it for James.
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Tough Loving || n.h au ✓
Fanfiction[Completed] I'd like to apologize before you begin reading for my horrible writing, I wrote this when I was 13 (in 2014). There are many spelling mistakes! My writing as improved majorly over the years since finishing this story. Sadly, I'm not edi...