Sofia and I sit in silence waiting for the other to start speaking. We stay like this until I break the silence.
"I'll show you mine first but you promise you'll show me yours?" I ask. She nods in reply.
I pull up my sleeves on my jumper revealing hundreds of red cuts. Old and new.
Sofia's eyes widen and then relax.
I take off my jumper and she looks confused at first until she realises that I am going to show her more. I take off my jeans as well pulling my boxers aside to let her see the real extent of my damage.
At this point mostly all of my body is exposed. Sofia has seen everything.
Instead of speaking Sofia silently starts talking off all her clothes. I look away not wanting to see her undress and she walks in front of my eyesite.
Sofia has cuts everywhere as bad, maybe even worse than mine. So.e of them are definitely deeper. I can see a lot of recent cuts where they are red lines but it's the old ones that worry me. She has scars. Lots and lots of very deep scarred skin. I look up to her face and she looks ashamed.
She brings her hands to behind her back to u clasp her bra.
The look of utter shock on my face must show because she smiles lightly and reassuringly.
All around her breasts are scars that are at least five or six centimeters deep.
I start to wonder why on earth would she do this to herself when she says something.
"I understand if you don't want to be friends now. I have never shown anyone any of these cuts so you should be honoured." she tries to laugh at the last bit but it just comes out as a strangled sob.
I reach around her and put my hands on her shoulders.
"Don't cry hun. Start from the beginning. That is, if you want to. You can tell me why. I am always here to listen." I try to reassure her that everything will be alright but I am having a hard time convincing myself.
She takes a deep breath.
"Ok" she states.
And then we go into the detail of her very messed up life.
"I have a sister called Maisie. She is the best and I love her with all my heart. Two years ago I found out that along with bullying at school my parents had been abusing her for years. For a while I was mad at her for not telling me but when the child protection people came and took us away I directed all my anger towards them, since I couldn't bare to see Maisie sad and my parents were no longer there. They tried to make me have therapy but I declined so they left the issue. I developed symptoms of depression and started to self-harm. The child protection centre didn't want me anymore so I went to a mental health issues hospital were they tried to help me. Of course this only made it worse so I carried on self-harming. On top of this they took Maisie away.
The one time I got to see Maisie was for a half an hour chat in the park that was supervised. Maisie told me about this boy who had been bullying her. It turned out he was in the same Park so I punched him. They sent me to juvenile prison for that. I wasn't there for long but the depression got a lot worse. I was self-harming nearly every time I was alone so that was a lot considering I had a prison cell to myself.
I got let out at the beginning of this year in January and moved into a supervised flat with Maisie. I have been there ever since and haven't heard from my parents in four years.
Ok. It's your turn to speak now." she turns to me.
Oh great, here we go. It is now my turn to make Sofia hate me forever.
This should be good.
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