Trapped. [ON HOLD]

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POV Max

"Sorry, WHÁT?!"
I fight my tears. I am not going to cry in front of the girl I like. The girl I've bullied because I needed money.
"I... I needed money. I needed money to pay my drugs. Someone offered me to bully you for money. I-"
"Why me?" she asks.
What do I have to answer? I can't be honest to her; she would hate me forever.
"I don't know..." I decide to say.
"A few weeks ago I had thoughts. Those thoughts screamed: what the fuck are you doing, Max? You are so damn stupid!
And things like that. I..."
Fuck. A tear. And another one, and another one, and another one. And as soon as I can I am crying.
I show Jill my wrist. "This is what I decided to do... I cut myself for what I did. I cut myself for hurting someone who doesn't deserve that."

Jill grabs my wrist and strokes my cuts with her thumb.
"I... I felt in love with you, Jill. I felt in fucking love with the one who I couldn't fall in love with. But it happened and I want you. I need you. Forever."

Jill starts crying too. "I... Wait look."
She rolls up her sleeve. She shows me her wrist.
"You... You cut too?"
She nods.
"Omg. You cut because of me. I've fucking let you cut. I hate myself. I hate hate hate myself."
I kick a chair away.
"Hey!"
I look up.
"Go away! Now."
Jill's mom.