Chase//Skymau//mature content

Sometimes Hugs are Better then Kisses

*trigger warning: self harm*

They sat outside the convenience store, she sipped her energy drink, he eyes puffy and red. She sniffled and rested her head on the brick wall roughly. "Jess let's talk about it" Adam stated, she sighed slowly. "I had a down hill moment, something triggered me and I just cried and cried." She said, she kept her arms crossed. "Okay, let's get you home" he said, he helped her up. He felt some hint warm on his hand. She walked ahead of her, he glanced down at his hand. Red line.

    When they got to Jess's he opened the door and shoved her in. "Adam!" She exclaimed. "Jess please pull up your sleeves" he said, she shook her head. "I didn't cut Adam, I texted you because I was sad not because I was cutting" she said, he shook his head. "Jess if you weren't cutting then why won't you show my your arms" he says, frustration in his voice. "Don't yell please" she stuttered, her arms hung low almost like noodles and her head tilted into her chest.

    He slowly lifted her arm, she didn't resist. He slowly pulled up the sweater. Red straight lines decorated her wrists. "I'm so sorry" she said, he sighed. He pulled her into a tight hug, rubbing her back.

   For some reason, to Jess, this embrace was the most passionate thing she's ever felt. With all the men she's kissed or made out with has never felt this good. Sometimes hugs are better then kisses..