TWO

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*After School/home*

I got out of the car and slammed the door shut. I ran inside, Slamming the door behind me, not caring about Cameron. I ran up to my room and slammed the door shut, Locking it. I ran into my bathroom, "Mia, Let me in" Cameron yelled from outside my bedroom door. I ignored him and grabbed my razor. I slid it across my wrist, Drawing blood. I did it again. Then a few more times. My blood dripped down the sides of my wrist, Plopping down onto my white bathroom tile. I grabbed a towel and held it to my wrist. I shut my bathroom door and cleaned up the floor. "Mia, Can I come in?" Cameron asked from outside my bathroom door. How'd he get in? "No" I mumbled. A tear ran down my face.

I locked the door. I ran water over my wrist, flinching from the pain. I dried it and slid down my sleeve, Putting my razor away. I wiped my eyes and opened the bathroom door. "Mia, You alright?" Cameron asked. I shrugged and pushed past him, Sitting on my bed.

"Mia, Mom texted me, She's on a business trip and she'll be home next week." Cameron said, Passing my room door. I nodded even though he couldn't see me. "My friends are gonna come over" He added, Walking into my room. I grabbed my blanket and pulled it over me, Hiding my wrist. I nodded. I had changed into a tank top. "What friends?" I croaked out before he left. "Nash and Matt" He said. I nodded. I only knew Nash. I didn't know who Matt was. "Cam?" I asked. He turned around. "Who's Matt?" I asked. "You'll
Meet him" He answered and left my room.

"Mia!" Cameron yelled from downstairs. I got up and grabbed my jacket, I put it on and fixed my shorts. I walked out of my room and ran down the stairs, I slowed down on the last three, Making eye contact with a blond haired boy. I got to the bottom and stood next to Cameron. I hugged Nash and he hugged me back. "Mia, That's Matt" Cameron said. I waved slightly. He smiled. "We're gonna film a video, Just walk in my room if you need anything, alright?" Cameron said. I nodded and they all walked by me to the stairs. When I heard his door click shut I whispered, "I need you". I needed him to be there for me. I'm broken.

I walked over to my bed after shutting my door and sat down. I rolled up my jacket sleeve slowly. I looked down at the cuts over all my scars.

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