Fight/ Alex

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Y/n pov

"ALEX ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?!" I yelled at my boyfriend Alex.
"JUST SHUT UP!" He yelled
"NO ALEX! YOU THINK THAT YOU CAN CALL ME A SLUT?! In front of ALL THE GUYS?" I yelled the last part.
"WHAT? I MEAN HAVE YOU LOOKED IN THE MIRROR?!" He yelled
Tears came to my eyes. I never in my life seen him like this. If he yelled at me, he would immediately say sorry and come and hug me and kiss me on my nose to make me feel better. But not tonight.
"Alex..... please." I begged calming my voice.
"Alex please!" He mocked me.
"CAN YOU HEAR YOURSELF?!" He yelled
I didn't answer.
"Good I want it like this for the rest of the night." He spat in my face.
I looked down ashamed.
I got up and ran to my bathroom. I open the cabinet door and found my old and only friend. My blade.
I looked down and rolled up my sleeve to see scars, and a lot of them. I traced my finger over them. Tears came out my eyes. I slide the blade on my skin. Beads of blood came out. I did it a lot more. In total I made 20 new ones. Cutting over old ones and making new ones. I cleaned up and walked out of the bathroom. I looked up and saw Alex. I froze
"What where you doing?" He asked.
"Using the bathroom." I responded.
Then the back of his hand made contact with my right cheek. I fell back a little. I lifted my hand to hold my cheek.
"I told you not TO TALK TO ME!" He yelled the last part.
I ran out the room, downstairs, and out the door. I ran as fast as I could to get out of that house. I ran somewhere, but don't know yet.

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