Chapter 1- The stories

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Maria's P.O.V.

There's blood, everywhere. it's dripping off my wrists and to the floor. I know it's wrong but cutting is the only escape I have. It's what everyone wants me to do anyways.

You probably are asking for a back story, I know I would be. well here's my story:

I was a normal teen going into eighth grade. I had a perfect life. Family, friends, and a happy relationship. It all went down hill from there.

Start of the school year was perfect. Then I found out my boyfriend was doing drugs. That led to a break up, but if you knew anything about me you'd know that I loved him or so I thought. I just kept going back to him every time we broke up.

I had a friend who liked my boyfriend too. She got mad cause I had him and she didn't. This led to her going off on me and I lost her as a friend.

Later on after Christmas and after a terrible break up, I got back together with my boyfriend, Allen (I thought you'd like to know his name). Life was pretty good, I gained my friends back, was in a happy relationship, and life was good.

You probably already realized this but my happy life didn't last long. After my anniversary with Allen we kept getting in more and more fights. He got suicidal more and more.. He started to cut more and more.

One night he was cutting and wouldn't stop. I said to him "If you don't stop I'll cut too." He texted me back saying "Go ahead I dare you." You probably know what happened next.

A couple days later, Allen was trying to commit suicide. I kept trying to stop him but he wouldn't listen. He told me I didn't care for him when I did. I was tired of trying so I dumped him.

Blah blah blah blah I lost friends, went through shit, and cut. And now I'm here. I'm cutting and not very happy.

I only trust four people now, My best friends, Stella and Lynn, my older brother, Jess, and my best guy friend, Eric.

Now the fourth person. He's more then a friend but he's not my brother or my boyfriend. I don't know how to put it except that I love him. I know I'm only 14 but he's been there for me through everything I've gone through and when I say everything I mean EVERYTHING. All I know for sure in my life now is that I love Thomas.

Thomas' P.O.V.

I'm worried about Maria. All she does now is cry and cut. She refuses to see the guidance counselor and won't tell her parents. I know her brother knows. I told him to watch her at home. All the updates I get from him are that she's locked in her room listening to music. I know that's a lie.

I miss the old happy Maria. She used to be so happy. She'd laugh and smile. She didn't cut or cry everyday, but then that Allen had to come and ruin her. At first I liked them together they were so adorable together. But then the first break up came. I knew it was just gonna turn into an on and off relationship and Maria wasn't gonna be happy.

Their final breakup was the worst of all. Maria cut so much she almost died from loss of blood. Allen tried to commit suicide but luckily he didn't. I know I don't particularly like him but I don't want him to kill himself over some girl, my girl. Wait what? Okay anyways back to what I was saying, Maria hasn't been happy since the break up and I can tell. I've seen the cuts, I've seen her cry, I've saw the blood, I've watched the pain, and worst of all I've watched her try to commit suicide.

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Authors note: ohhhhhhhh I left you at a cliffhanger! I promise I will update by Sunday

"I promise, and when I promise something I never ever break that promise"

-tangled

Quote of the day lol

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Love y'all

Aly

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