Edited 5/15/18
*Trigger warning: do not read if you are sensitive to to content containing Self-inflicted harm*
I run downstairs.
"Dad?" I call out. "Sarah?"
"I'm in here!" They both shouted.
I jumped back. I calmed myself down, and went into the living room. I saw a huge spider on the ceiling.
"That's what you were screaming from?" I asked them both.
"Don't. Make. Any. Sudden. Moves." They both said, almost inaudible.
Brendon pulled a cup from behind his back, and captured it. He let it out outside, and I went back to my room.
I was scrolling through twitter, when I see a few tweets directed at me.
Ugh you fat ugly slut! Why would the URIE'S of all people adopt you?
There were dozens upon dozens more of remarks like this. I felt overwhelmed. I locked myself in the bathroom and started to cry.
"It's okay, it's okay." I whispered to myself. But I knew that it didn't feel that way. I must have been in there for 20 minutes, at least. My wrists were all bloodied up and cut, and they stung real bad. I did my sides as well. Those were first. The wrists were a last resort.
"You okay in there?" Brendon said.
"Brendon. SHIT!" I whispered as I screwed the pencil blade back in the sharpener.
"Yep! Doing just fine!" I say back in a tear filled voice.
I come out of the bathroom after I clean my wrists up. Although it is summer, I throw on a sweatshirt, so of course it was just my luck that Brendon wanted to go to a water park that day.
A/N- Hey everyone! This chapter was written by me, _Panic_Room_ Comment down below if you have suggestions or opinions.
Peace, love and blessings emo children
~Jean
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