First I want too say thank you to lexie_destiny1216 for all the motivation and advice! Second thing, I got 18 reads!!! I'll be honest.. I didn't think anyone would read so that you guys!!!
Anyways.. Back to the chapter!
*Jacqui's POV*
After an hour of being in my room I went to my bathroom and locked the door. Being stuck with your own thoughts after confessing something like I just did is not ideal. I pulled out my friend from its hiding spot and slowly dragged it across my old and new scars. After adding about 12 new cuts I cleaned my blade and put it back. I attended my wounds and then put my bracelets on.
I went back in my room to find Luke with red puffy eyes on my bed.
"We will get through this together" he said
"What?" I asked confused
"The anorexia. We signed you up for therap-" I cut him off
"Wait you think I'm going to go to therapy?" Is this a joke?
"Jacq-"
"No"
"W-"
"NO"
"Jacqui. This is something you are going to need help with"
"You have got to be kidding me? You think that if I go to therapy, you'll assume I will talk to this stranger and tell them every detail of my life and it will fix everything? Then be whacked up on mess? I barely know you. I don't even trust you guys "yet", your expecting me to tell this person everything? No. Just no. Get out" I said furiously
He opened his mouth as if he was going to say something but then shut it and walked out.
ITS SO SHORT IM SORRY ILL POST AGAIN TOMORROW!
-J
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Broken Home
FanfictionSLOW UPDATES My names Jacqui and I'm 14 years old. I've lived in this hell hole called Mrs. Tracy's all girl orphanage. Before I got here I was abused, raped, and sexually harassed. I self harm and have eating disorders, I'm afraid of men because o...
