*Justin's POV*
I'm screwed, Cady wants to talk to me right now but I don't want to because she'll find out, but I guess I have no choice.
*Narrator's POV*
Justin knocks at Cady's door, she opens it and lets him in and then closes it.
Justin is wearing a long sleeve shirt and under it has the bandages he used for his cuts.
"Let me see your arms" Cady orders.
Justin pulls his sleeves and slowly removed his bandages, revealing all the cuts he has done to himself.
"Why?" Cady says in a serious tone which is really scary.
"I need to release the pain I have inside me, I don't cut for attention because nobody knows except you now."
"Yes, I know, but please don't do it again, you'll end up killing yourself"
"So what if I want to die?" Justin yells and you can see a tear running from his left cheek.
"Calm down, I'm not hurting you or doing anything to you ok?" Cady says in a sweet tone, trying to make Justin relax.
"I'm sorry I just can't anymore ok? I'm done with all this bullshit called life, and you want to know why? Because of my fucking dad.
He ruins everything for me by trying to make me feel like shit because I'm the one who ruined his marriage.
How the fuck do you even know how I feel right now?" Justin snaps at Cady and he leaves Cady's room almost crying.
He goes to the bathroom again and starts to cut again, but this time the cuts get bigger and deeper.
*Justin's POV*
I am done with my dad, I'll just tell him to leave me the fuck alone and let me die happy.
My brain keeps chanting the words he left on my brain, "It's all your fault".
I gush out all the blood from my arms in the sink and clean the mess I did and go to my room so I could pass out but make everyone think I'm asleep.
~Time Skip~
It's 7 P.M and I am wide awake now, I'm still feeling a bit dizzy but I'm pretty sure it'll go away.
I leave my room and go to the kitchen to see if there's anybody there, and apparently everybody is there, even my dad.
"Where were you?" Asks Cady while munching a piece of meat.
"Asleep" I answer weakly, faking a smile.
My dad serves me some food but I just eat a small amount of it, nobody notices me because my dad is here and everybody pays attention to him. So I go to the restroom to puke out everything I just ate.
While I was cleaning my mouth from the vomit Cady came up to me and said, "What happened?" And told her that I was bulimic. No one knows except her now.
"Oh okay, I'll leave you alone now" she leaves the bathroom kind of dissapointed, I don't know why.
Now its 9 P.M.
I forgot I had to go to school tomorrow.
Ugh, just going to a place in the morning filled with annoying people and faking smiles to everyone? Why even go?
Hope my dad leaves soon so my depression goes away.
