neon.

love.

*luke's pov*

I sit outside the locked bathroom door. She is crying loudly, and I'm crying as well. I hate seeing her like this. It's horrible.

I feel her sitting against the door. We're back to back. Someone has to start the conversation.

"Why are you here?" She chokes.

"I love you." I hear her crying more.

"How did you know to come?"

"Michael told me to."

"Oh, well you can leave. I'm not worth it."

I slam my fist into the ground.

"Yes you are. Can't you see? You're the best thing that has ever happened to me and I won't let that go to waste for nothing."

"I can't believe that you still even talk to me after everything that's happened."

"Why wouldn't I?" I lower my head.

"Because I'm not worth it."

"Yes you are. And I don't care how many times I must repeat it."

I hear her tilt her head up and start crying. I wish I could wrap my arms around her and speak into her ear, brushing it lightly with my lips. That was my favorite thing to do for some reason.

I hear her pacing back and forth.

"I feel like I haven't cut enough."

"Don't do this to yourself." I feel a tear fall down my face.

"Why not, huh? If I hate myself-"

"But I love you. I know this sounds selfish but do it for me. Don't hurt yourself, I really do love you too much."

Her pacing starts becoming slower and slower until she sits down, her back thuds against the door.

"What am I gonna do?"

"Here, open the door." I stand up.

"I can't." She lets out a wail.

"Why not?" I lean my forehead against the door.

"When I cut, I cut badly. I'm too embarrassed."

"Don't be embarrassed at all. I cut badly too. It's okay. I just want to make sure you're okay." I trace my fingertips against the door.

"I'm scared you'll leave me."

"I'll never leave you. I love you too much."

"Really?"

"Really."

I hear the door's lock click. She doesn't open it for about twenty seconds. Then she gradually pulls it open. There is blood everywhere. On her and around her. She's just in a bra and underwear. She did cut horribly. I pull her to my chest. I was wearing a soft t-shirt and shorts, so she could see my scars. I bend down and she puts her arms around my neck. I pick her up and she lightly encloses her legs around my torso.

I try to cover up my limp the best I can. I half walk half limp to her bedroom. I set her down. I go and get wet towels. I wipe up all the dry blood and deep cuts. She winces a few times. I take them back to the bathroom. I go back to her lying wide awake.

She pats next to her. I slip into the bed, next to her. She rolls into my arms. I secure them around her. And we fall asleep to each other's breaths.

I've never been so scared.

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POV change!! Hope you guys are enjoying this story as much as I am writing it!!