Complicated Love

Chapter 17-Complicated Love

Chapter 17: Complicated Love- Digging the Dirt Behind the Story

*Danyelle's POV*

She stayed quiet for a few moments until she sighed heavily. "Will you promise to never tell anyone ever?" she asked. "Of course" I promised. "Well, it started when I was 14. I had a lot to do as a high schooler. I had to go to school, my job and take care of my brothers and sisters. My parents left us so I had to raise them myself. My brothers were 6 and 8 and my sister was 7. She was a brave little girl. Whenever I got hate at school, she would throw rocks at the bullies and call them names. I loved her so much. Anyway, I had just gotten home from work. I had gotten tons of abuse at school, this time physical. No one but you knew. I had had enough. I went up to my bathroom and broke my razor. I used one of the blades and cut my skin. Yeah, it hurt like hell but it still felt so good. I kept doing it until I blacked out. Somehow, it soothed me. I got so messed up after that. No one could help me, not even you. I could never stop. It's my addiction, it makes me feel good. So I never stopped. That's my story" she explained. I was too shocked to speak. It felt like my heart stopped. I could not believe it. I never expected to hear such a shocking story. I finally found my voice. "I wanna help you. Why won't you stop?" I asked. "No one else can help me" she answered. "I can! Haley, you have no reason to cut. I will help you. I'm always here for you. You were never alone" I cried. "I know. I just can't help it" she replied ashamed. "You can! Let me help you! I will find you alternatives. Please just stop, for me" I begged. "You're really up for it?" she asked. "Yes! I'll do anything to help" I promised. "Then I'll try super hard to stop. You can help as much as you want" she agreed sighing. "Thank you. Let's start by flushing all your blades" I replied. "O-Okay" she nodded hesitantly. I smiled and took her to the bathroom. I understand that this is hard for her but she needs to stop this. It's gone on for way too long. I gathered all her blades, with careful searching in case she hides them, and dropped them in the toilet. "You do it" I encouraged. She nodded and slowly, she flushed them. "There you go! You did the first step! I'm so proud of you" I grinned. "Thanks. Dany, can I cry?" she asked, her lip quivering as her eyes glossed with tears. "Of course. This must be hard for you" I smiled. I took her in my arms as she cried in my shoulder. Luckily, we were now sitting on her bed. "Why does it hurt so much Dany?" she sobbed. "What is?" I asked. Lots of stuff had happened today. "All that happened" she answered. "It was a lot to handle. It's normal to want to cry" I assured her. "But I'm supposed to be strong. I'm supposed to take care of everything" she stuttered. "Honey, I know you were kind of a teen mom but it's okay to fall down every once in a while as long as you can get back up. Someone will always be there. Zayn and I will always be there" I explained. "Thanks Danyelle. Thanks for putting some of the pieces back together" she thanked. "You're welcome" I hushed, calming her down. We heard a knock at the door. I laid her in bed because she fell asleep and answered the door. "Zayn?"