"How do you do it? How do you live?" I asked. "I just.....do. I guess." He replied. I didn't know how to reply. I couldn't do it anymore. 'You can do it you can make it.' I said to myself.
The next day at school
"Hey Lexi come here!" My boyfriend told me. "o....Okay." I told him. "Don't be scared." He said. I went over hiding my wrist. When I got over there he took my wrist "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS LEXIS ANN!?!" He screamed at me. I started to cry I jerked my arm away from him "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK CONOR?!?!" I yelled back trying to hold back from saying it. I couldn't hold it in anymore. "I just can't take life anymore. Yes I was cutting." I said to him crying as I slumped down by his locker. "Sorry I didn't mean to....." He said as I interrupted him "I know you didn't and it's not you. It's my dad!" I stood up and ran off to the bathroom to cut. I was crying. He didn't care.
