Authors notes: Hey guys I hope you enjoy this chapter but before ya read it I'd like to mention my friend Lauren who's started to write a story on Wattpad, (her first one) and I think it'd be great if y'all could check it out I'm really enjoying it so far and she's told me one of the characters is based off of me XD. It's called The Outsiders and it's by DrWhoTardisLover.
TRIGGER WARNING
I'd been texting Laura all day because it was a Saturday and we couldn't meet.My feelings for Lauren had grown more over time that I didn't think was possible. She was so strong and brave and what she'd been through was unmanageable. We were so similar...I never knew.
Charlie: What colour are you?
Laura: Red you?
Charlie: That's not too bad I suppose. And black.
Laura: Fuck why are you black?????!!!
Charlie: I really wanna cut...
Laura: Please don't hun you'll regret it in the morning you don't need to do it.
But the feeling overpowered Laura's pleading and drowned out her wise words. Soon my stolen razor blade was out and my right thigh and arms were littered with scars.
To comfort myself I crawled into my cupboard and went into the foetus position while laying on my pillow. Also, I dragged my physics revision in as well for my mock tests.
Charlie: I'm really really sorry Laura.
Laura: It's okay Charlie how bad is it do you need to go to the hospital?
Charlie: No it's not that bad don't worry I'm applying pressure to it.
Laura:Okay good keep doing that.
Charlie: I'm so sorry Laura. Are you disappointed in me?
Laura: Of course I'm not.
Charlie: You're not?
Laura: No I'd never be disappointed in you ever I promise Charlie.
Charlie: Thank you if I didn't let him do ya know what he'd say that :(.
Laura: Well he was a fucking bastard and I promise I'll never be disappointed in you I promise. Now put some supernatural on and go in your cupboard.
Charlie: Done and already did XD.
Laura: Okay good I love you.
Charlie: I love you too.
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Barely alive
Ficção GeralSometimes do you just want to escape? Run from everything you hold dear to you. For me that isn't an option. I'm trapped inside my own prison. My own mind...my own story. But hey it could be worse. So enough dawdling let's get this party started...
