Adopted By Ashton Irwin

Social Casualty

So save me from who I'm supposed to be,
Don't wanna be a victim of authority,
When I was being a part of the minority,
Save me from who I'm supposed to be,
Tell me, tell me, tell me what you want from me,
I don't wanna be another social casualty

Social Casualty ~ 5 Seconds of Summer

Ashton's POV

"You knew this whole time and you didn't tell me!" I was screaming and I didn't care who was looking.
"Ash, calm down. Please stop shouting, people are looking." Luke put his hands on my shoulders, shaking them until I'd stopped.
"Alright, sorry. But, why didn't you tell me that my daughter was hurting herself? You knew about my past with self harm and you still didn't tell me."
"I know, and I'm really sorry. I walked into her room to give her something that my mum had given me, a promise ring, but i walked to see her in a-a plain white t-shirt with cuts on her wrists and blood coming through her shirt. I didn't know what to do. I promised her and I know it took her so long to trust us a-and I'm so sorry Ash." Luke was sobbing uncontrollably. I hugged him and he cried into my jacket.
"It's fine, just please, stop crying and please tell me from now on."
"I promise. Can we head home? I don't feel too good."
"Sure, come on."

Sophie's POV

I woke up an hour later. Ashton left a note by my bed saying "Gone to the studio with Lukey and Cal, be back in about an hour. Love Ash xx"
I made my way downstairs and saw Mikey cooking waffles.
"Hey, sleepy. Come here." He said, making grabby hands towards me.
"Hey, what are you making?" I walked over to the cooker and gave him a hug.
"I am making you pancakes and I want you to try and eat them." He said, Luke must've told Michael they were my favourite.
"Mikey, I-I I can't." I know that I had to gain 5lbs at least every week but I can't eat.
"Baby, come on. Just, just try... For me?" His eyed were filled with love and hope, I just couldn't say no.
"Okay," I said. "But stay, please. Like after I've eaten so I don't, you know, do anything."
"Of course, I'd never leave you anyways." He put my pancake on a plate and passed it to me. I reluctantly sat at the table, picked up the fork and began chopping it into little pieces.
"What are we doing today?" I asked him, eating a second bite.
"We can do whatever you want. The others have gone to the studio and won't be back for at least 4-5 hours so we have pretty much the whole day to ourselves." He paused, looking over at me with pure shock.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" I looked over at him but his eyes were fixed somewhere else.

The plate..

I looked down to see I'd eaten the whole plate of pancakes.
"I'm so proud of you, baby. You ate it all." He came over and carried me to the sofa. I'm too heavy to be carried.

I didn't even notice I was crying until Mikey reached over and wiped away the tear with his thumb.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
"I-I feel so, so disgusted. I am so fat a-and worthless. Mikey, I'm sorry." He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into his chest, tracing small circles into my back. It felt so comforting.
"I need to use the bathroom, I'll be back in a minute." I lied.
"No, Sophie, listen to me! You can't, you promised me you wouldn't. Sophie, I am so proud of you. You are not fat or worthless because you mean everything to me and Cal but especially Lukey and Ash. You're their world, baby." He was almost crying.
"Mikey, relax, I'm going to pee. I'll be back in a minute." I lied.
"Okay, sure."

I raced up the stairs, not looking back towards Michael asnd went into the bathroom. I locked the door and walked across to the cupboard and took out my razors.

Tears were running down my face as i slid the razor along my wrist, adding more and more cuts until i couldn't see skin.

"Sophie! Come on! I've been called into the studio and you have to come with me!" Michael shouted from the other side of the door.

"I'm coming!"

I quickly wrapped a bandage over my wrist and made my way outside.

Michael must've known I'd been crying by the tear tracks down my face and pulled me into a huge hug. I winced as he pulled away.

"What's wrong?" He asked.
I didn't know how to explain to him that I'd relapsed so i just showed him.

I think thats the worst mistake i could've made