Chapter 8

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Trigger Warning
The rest of the book with have suicidal thoughts, actions, and some other stuff.

'It's been a few chapters, maybe I should make Thomas find out about the... cuts......'

"You ready yet?" Thomas asked through the door.

"Huh? Oh, um, yeah, just having, a little trouble, that's all!" I called back.

I finished putting my belt through the loops and hooked it.

"Need any help?" He offered.

"N-no! I'm fine! Don't come in!" I responded. He went silent as I finished.

I walked out and he was on his phone. He looked up and smiled.

"Alright, let's go," he said happily.

'This is going no where.'

(Time skip)

'There we go.'

After the movie it was pretty late so we went home and started getting ready for bed.

I took a shower and brushed my teeth and all that, then it was Thomas' turn.

He was done faster than I expected and when he came out all ready for bed, I hadn't finished putting my shirt on and.... he saw.

"Y/n..." he breathed. I quickly pulled my shirt on, as off that would erase what he had seen, but it was to late. He knew now.

"Y/n why would you..." he trailed off again. I looked to the side in shame.

He grabbed my hand gently and brought me over, sitting me down on the bed.

He lifted my shirt enough to see my scars.

He rubbed his thumb over them and softly traced the lines with his fingers. Then he looked up at me with a single question on his mind.

"Why?"

I but my bottom lip as tears started to burn my eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't know how to-" I choked on my words as I started crying.

He pulled me down to him, hugging my tightly.

"It's okay, how long has it been?" He asked.

"T-two weeks," I stuttered.

He pressed a kiss to the top of my head and just held me until I fell asleep.

'Why can't you Thomas? Stupid fake me, having a better life than real me... I bet she'll also have a better death. With the love of our lives instead of alone... on the sidewalk..... After jumping....... I'm finish this book before then, I promised myself and everyone I would. I'll even make it a happy ending.'

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