Why Me? (the gaga diaries)

Four

Chapter 4-diary entry 2(still)

After me and Gaga sat at the booth, we made small talk while she looked through the menu. "Are you not gonna eat?" She asked me at one point. "No, I don't have any money on me." I lied. "Oh, come on, I'm paying." She said. I shook my head, "No please, just being here with you is more than enough, I don't need anything else from you. I'm not hungry anyway." "Mhmm." She murmured suspiciously, and flipped to the next page of the menu. After she ordered, she shifted the mood a bit. "So... Both times I met you, you told me that I saved you..." She started. "Yea." I answered uncomfortably. "How?" She asked, genuinely wanting to know. "Just.. I had a lot going on at one point in my life..." I answered. She nodded, "Mhmm. Had? or Have?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "What? What do you mean?" I could tell my face was growing red. "I saw your wrists earlier." My eyes dropped to the table, and the entire world kind of froze. Gaga had seen my cuts. "Oh." I replied. "Hey, don't do that." She said, lifting my head up gently. "You don't have to be ashamed." A tear rolled down my cheek, and she wiped it away with her napkin. "It's just a... It's a very dark secret of mine." I whispered, my mouth felt dry. "I understand." She said, taking my hand into hers.