TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️
Alana's POV
After I saw Daniel I left and went straight home. I didn't go to any of my classes, I couldn't bare to look at him. It was too much..
When I arrived back to my home my mom was already at work, and well my dad wouldn't be home ever again. He died of cancer when I was 4. But anyway, as I ran to my room I had tears running down my face. I threw down my backpack and bolted to the bathroom. Under the sink is were I kept my razors. I grabbed the sharpest and went to business.
One. I can't believe he came back after three damn years. Two. Three years of no communication. Three. Of complete loneliness. Four. Why now?
By the time I was done I had 20 plus cuts and blood had fell all over my bathroom, floor staining the tiles, I felt dizzy so I decided to take a nap.
"Alana.. why are you still alive?" Daniel spoke to me with disgust in his voice, "no one will ever love you, not even me"
"ALANA!" my mom's shouting woke me up. I opened my eyes slowly and rolled out of bed. I quickly bandaged my arm and threw on my favorite hoodie. I ran downstairs to see what she wanted.
"Yes mom?" I looked in the living room to see that she wasn't there. I slowly walked to the kitchen. As I got closer I heard mom's laughter and a guys voice. It sounded so familiar but I couldn't place a finger on it.
"We have a guest" she smiled and stepped out of the way to reveal the mysterious guy.
"Hey Alana" It was him. Daniel peered up at me and began rubbing the back of his neck. He gave me a shy half smile.
I turned around abruptly grabbed my skateboard, and left the house before another word was said.
Why? Why now? After three years of nothing, he decides now to come back now.
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Daniels POV
After Alana ran out her mom thought it would be best if I went home. I agreed.
I began to walk home and I was passing an ally way. I heard sobs so u went to check it out.
When I scurried back there I saw Alana curled in ball with her skateboard snapped in half.
"Alana... are you okay?" I asked glancing down at the gorgeous girl infront of me. I should've never left. Goddamit I'm so stupid.
"Do I look okay?" She spat. Then she pulled up her sleeves revealing deep self harm wounds.
"I'm so sorry... I'm so fucking stupid... Alana please let me help you" (pun intended) I scurried to her side hugging her tightly. She tightened up but then relaxed. I ran my fingers through her hair letting her calm down a bit. When she seemed calm enough I asked what happened.
"I was skating and then Tim and his football jock friends attacked me. They kicked me and broke my board in half." She said choking back tears.
"I'm so sorry Alana. I should've been there for you. Not only then but for the past three years too. I-" she cut me off with a hug.
"It's okay. I'm just happy you're here right now. You're not completely off the hook but I'm happy you're back." I could feel the sweet girls smile against my cheek.
I picked her up and set her on her feet, she let go and grinned up at me. My arm snaked around her shoulders and I walked her home, making sure she wasnt hurt again. We reached her door and she turned around, looking in my eyes.
"Daniel... I'm pissed off at you but I've missed you so much.." she looked down at her feet. I took her chin in my hands and look in her eyes. Then down at her lips. Oh god those lips.
