Chapter 8

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by JasmineKouryHolland

by JasmineKouryHolland

You and Weston walk to Chipotle holding hands and skipping in a silly girly way while singing "Good Day - Nappy Roots". You get to Chipotle and sit down with your food.
"So. You know how me, Ariel, Jacob ect have to go on tour?..." he says sadly
"Yeh?" You say pouting
"Well......" he says trailing off
He jumps up and screams "YOU CAN COME WITH US ALL!!" while waving his arms crazy and everyone staring at him. You laugh and jump up too
"YASSSS!!" You scream waving your arms crazy too. You hug him and hear some people cooing and saying 'awhh'.

You get your Chipotle and walk back home holding hands.
"What do you wanna do tonight?" You ask
"Well. I do need to broadcast so maybe we could do that first and then watch some movies and chill out?" He squeals
"Omg that is just the perfect night ever!!" You say really girly.
You both walk up into Weston's bedroom and he pulls up younow and starts broadcasting, you were both eating and reading comments and Weston gasps.
"OMG!" he screams
"What?!?!?!" You say confused
"We didn't get starbucks!!" He screams like a girl and falls pretending to have a breakdown. You just laugh and pull him back up to his seat.
"It ok we can get one in the morning and get some breakfast from there" you say rubbing his cheek with your thumb.

You carry on with the broadcast and as Weston is signing off you go to the bathroom. You stood in the mirror feeling an urge to pull out your blade but you knew you couldn't. But you had to. But this was Weston's house so you can't. But how do you fight the urge? THAT'S IT! You think to yourself. You grab your phone, you take off the back and take out a blade. You carefully place it on your wrist and think whether this is a good idea or not. You mind goes blank and you move the blade down creating what feels like a really deep cut. It felt so good to get the urge out of the way but it really hurt and you did it again and again. By the 13th cut you were sat on the floor. You ears were ringing and you felt really dizzy. You hear the door open and you look up to see Weston just standing there, tears forming in his eyes. You squeeze your eyes closed a few time to try make out how many of him were stood infront of you but it was no use. He knelt down and cleaned you up a bit, then he carried you over to his bed and cleaned you up a bit more.