secret grier | shawn mendes

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jocelyns
shawn came over to me and i started sliding back but he said "why are you scared of me i just saved you" "i-i dont liiikkke be-being aarroundd guyss" i said low by now everyone was up here and nash sreams "what the hell is going on???" i flinch and scoot back a little more and look at hayes "thats chad. the guy who has made her life a living hell for the past 3 years." "why didnt i know about this" I finally spoke full of power
"well lets see did you ever think that i would tell someone that doesnt even care about me. HELL I CUT IM DEPRESSED I HAVE ANOREXIA I HAVE ANXIETY BUT DO YOU NOTICE THAT. DO YOU NOTICE ALL I DO IS WAKE UP WISH I HADNT EAT WISH I HADNT SLEEP REPEAT YOU MADE MY LIFE WORSE THAN CHAD WOULD HAVE EVER MADE IT NASH I AM SUPRISED THAT SKYLYNN KNOW MORE ABOUT ME AND SUICID AND SELF HARM THAN YOU DO. ALL YOU DO IS SIT AROUND WAITING FOR PEOPLE TO HAND STUFF TO YOU LEFT AND RIGHT BUT OF CORSE I HAVE TO BUY MY OWN STUFF WITH THE MONEY I MAKE FROM SORTS." "oh and nash dont worry your little stunt to hid me from the whole world didnt work bc go on your phones and search up jocelyn grier" "how do you have that many follwers and how on earth are you famous" nash said "well well well someone decided to think for a sec i play on an Olympic gymnastics team at 14 and on national soccer team at 14 hummm i work hard for what ive got i run 30 miles a day nash and the most exercise you do is move your thumbs so congrats your famous for what agin oh yea something that was handed to you." i then go to my room and slam the door shut and lock it then go to my bathroom and lock the door and slide down the door crying. "WHY ME" i scream i grab my razor and cut deep but not too deep " 1 for not being good enough 2 for hayes 3 for being a descrase 4 for being alive 9 for nash" i say quite loud i end up with 19 cuts on my arm. i hear banging on my door but i ignore it then clean my cuts and go outside my bathroom and unlock my door they all fall in my room one by one " what do you want" " i want to talk"
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so how is it so far?