Abby's P.O.V
I woke up and saw Jack sleeping peacefully. I carefully got up and went to the bathroom. I rolled my eyes and saw my scars were healing.
I went into the kitchen, got a bowl of cereal and went into the living room. A few minutes later Jack walked in.
"Hey babe," Jack said. He sat down on the couch next to me. He kissed me on the cheek.
"Hey," I said.
"So what's on the agenda?" I asked.
"Well today I am meeting up with Beth," he said.
"Oh," I said.
"If you want to come you can," he said.
"No, I don't want to intrude."
"You won't!"
"Okay.."
"Yay!"
I smiled.
1 Hour Later~
"Hey guys!" Beth said.
"Hey!" Jack and I said.
"I am so happy that you're both here," Beth said looking at me. Hopefully Beth forgot about the whole self-harm thing, I would hate for her to tell Jack.
"I could use a coffee, how about you guys?" Jack asked.
"Sure!"
"Yeah," I said.
"I'll go get us some," Jack said walking into the cafe.
"Have you told Jack yet?" she asked.
"Tell Jack what?" I asked.
"About this," she said lifting my sleeves up.
"You made more!" she gasped. I nodded.
"I can't tell Jack!"
"Fine then I will!"
"Beth you can't. He will kill me, if he finds out I am self-harming again!"
"You've done this before?" she asked.
"A long time ago," I said.
"I think we should tell him, I mean you don't want to keep this away from him forever do you?" she asked.
I thought about it. Do I want to keep this secret from Jack?
"Just give me some time," I begged.
"I am not going to sit here and watch you-hey Jack."
"Hey, what were you guys talking about?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing." Beth said.
"Is everything alright?" Jack looked at me.
"Yeah, of course." I smiled.
Later On~
"I am so glad that you and Beth are friends," Jack said.
"Yeah," I said.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, I am just a little tired."
"Well, okay. I guess we can go home."
"Okay."
At Home~
Jack and I sat on the couch watching TV. I kept thinking about what Beth said. I shouldn't keep this secret from Jack, but I also couldn't let him know. What he doesn't know, won't hurt him, right?
"I'll be right back," I said. I walked to the bathroom. I walked in and grabbed my razor. I made a few cuts and then cleaned off the blade. I put my sleeve back down.
"Hey Abby sorry to barge i-why is your arm bleeding?" he asked.
Oh shit!
"No reason..I just accidentally hurt myself," I panicked.
"Let me see," he said.
"No!" I yelled. He jumped.
"Abby let me see," he said sternly. I pushed him away and ran out of the bathroom. I then forgot I didn't hide my razor.
"Abby!"
"Jack I'm fine!" I protested.
"No you're not! Let me see!"
"No Jack," I said.
"Why won't you let me see?" he asked.
"It's not important..it's just a little scratch," I said.
"Then why is your arm bleeding so bad?" he asked.
"Jack it's okay," I said. He walked over to me.
"Jack what're you doing?" I asked. He took my hand off, I tried pushing him away, but he wouldn't move. He lifted up my sleeve.
"What the hell is this!"
I just started to cry.
"Answer me!"
"I've been cutting," I whispered.
"I can't believe this! I can't believe this!"
Beth walked in.
"What is going on?" she asked.
"Abby has been cutting herself," Jack said.
"She finally told you!"
"You knew!" he yelled. He walked over to her, making her back away.
"I saw her in the bathroom doing it," Beth rambled.
"And you didn't tell me!"
"I can't believe this!"
"I can't believe you've self-harmed again! You know you could of have talked to me! I would have been there!"
"I couldn't Jack! I just couldn't!"
"So how long has this been?!"
"About 4 weeks," I whispered.
"So you've been self-harming for 4 weeks, and haven't bothered to tell me, because you couldn't?!"
"I'm sorry."
"We're supposed to be that couple that tells the truth, that tells each other everything, that tells no lies, that hides nothing....but you've been hiding this for 4 weeks!"
I just looked at him.
"I think we need a break," he said. My heart shattered. He walked out and slammed the door.
2 Weeks Later~
Jack has been gone for 2 weeks. He hasn't called me, he hasn't text me. He's completely ignored me. I've been crying, I've been cutting, I've been miserable.
I've never missed a person so much, since my mother passed away. An hour later I hear the door opening and closing. I walked out and saw Jack.
"Jack!"
"I'm just getting my stuff," he said.
"Jack can we please talk?" I asked, but he ignored me.
"Jack please...." I begged. He grabbed his stuff and walked out. I've never seen Jack so mad at me. I didn't know what to do, or how to fix it. He was gone out of my life, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
