Don't Look Down

Revelation

M: Naomi, what happened yesterday?

We had been looking at the beautiful scenery reviling itself in front of us for some time.

N: My parents found out about my contract with the company and needless to say, they were not happy

M: Oh.

N: But that's not even the worst part. My dad practically yelled that I'm talent-less straight to my face. 

M: What? You , talent-less, please! You have SO much talent Naomi, no matter what your parents or anyone thinks!

I knew for a fact that I did not deserve the boy that was currently looking at me dead in the face with the most serious expression. 

M: Please say something...

N: I love you

And I smashed my lips with his. It had  just hit me that this was actually the first time I said this to him. 

And then I laid my head on his chest while he caressed my hair. 

We spent the rest of the day like this, just being present in the moment, together. At a certain point, Martin was holding our hands up and he was observing our hands as if they were work art, but, my sleeve suddenly dropped down to my elbow and all my fresh cuts were exposed.

'Naomi what are these?', Martin said in rage. 'It's nothing...they're nothing', I stuttered as I tugged at my sleeve. 

M: No! That IS something, Naomi, why are you doing this to yourself?

N: I stopped I swear! It's just a copping method. I won't do it again, I'm sorry

This was the first time somebody was aware of my secret. I couldn't read Martin's face. He held a look of utter confusion, anger, curiosity and sadness.

M: Why? 

N: It started in the beginning of high school. I started to get bullied by some of my old friends and I was very self-conscious of my body. My brother moved to college and I had been spending more time alone at home and then one day I saw a razor just standing there in the cabinet and I just...

With tears in my eyes, Martin held me close to him while I sobbed and sobbed. I had been holding every thing cramped inside me for years, I never told anyone any of this, but now, here I am.