Don't You Do That Again (Zack Merrick All Time Low)

Chapter 10 *tiny trigger warning*

Zack's Point of View

The movie ended, which kind of sucked 'cause I really liked laying here with Larken. Lark got up to stretch as she did so I saw something white under her sleeve. Could it be a bracelet? It looks a little bit like cloth. Is it- NO! it cant be.

I walk up to her arm and lift up her sleeve only to see cuts, scars, and a bandage. Lark tried to pull her wrist away from me. I saw that she had tears in her eyes.

"W-why? You don't deserve to hurt yourself, no one does." I couldn't manage much more than that. I would probably cry. I notice tears start to fall from her green eyes. I wipe some away, but more just keep coming. 

Lark is breaking down in front of me and I don't know what to do. I pick her up, bridle style, and carry her to my car. I lay her down in the back seats. I run back to the basket and blanket. Lark is still crying in the back seat. I shake the blanket out and wrap it around her.

I quickly drive to her house. I hear her quite sobs behind me. It breaks my heart. I gently pick her up and carry her up to her porch.

She, shakily, gives me the key to her front door. I unlock it and we make our way to the couch.

"Larken, why would you do this?" I try to get her so speak, so that maybe it could make her understand that she doesn't need to do this. She doesn't say anything, but only sob harder. Lark drifts off to sleep in my arms.

Do I stay here or go back to my place? You know, I don't want to leave her. What if she wakes up and does it? I know she probably doesn't want me to baby her, but I just feel so bad. She is so beautiful and perfect. Who would make her do this?

I think I might stay here. I have to remember to set an alarm though. I have band practice at noon. I try to unwrap Larken's arms from around me, but I can't do so without waking her up.

*NEXT MORNING*                                                                                                                                                             Larken's Point of View

When I wake up, I feel something around my waist. Wait why am I on couch? I look up to see Zack smiling down at me.  

"Good morning. I couldn't get your arms from around, so I laid down on the couch with you. I hope you don't mind." Zack looks down at my arms and then away.

I yawn. "Its fine. I'm sorry." I quickly look away. I don't know if I could ever look into his eyes again. I take a glance at my arms, to see my sleeves pulled back down.

"Lark, can you tell me why you would do that? You are so beautiful. I can't wrap my head around why you could do something like this." I could feel Zack's eyes burning into me. 

I don't know what to say. I know this will probably be the last time I ever see Zack again. He is the only person who has seen them. I feel his grip tighten on me.

My voice is barely above a whisper. "Y-you know how in the car I, um, said that it....didn't work. I wasn't talking about a coffee machine at work." Zack nods and I continue,"I was talking about myself. When I was 15 I tried to commit suicide. It didn't work and fro the longest time and I was so mad at myself. I would always think 'I couldn't even do that right.' I started to self-harm when I was ninth grade. I started to get bullied and that started in fifth grade. It only got worse as the years went on. I started to believe their words and I have ever since. The words always replay in my mind, all the time. I have been going to therapy for five years. Two of those five years were for my anxiety. I'm still going, actually." Tears start to fall again. 

Zack sits up, hugging me to his chest. He keeps kissing my temple, telling me everything is going to be aright. I feel like that was a stupid move.

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New chapter out!! Hope you are liking my style of writing, even though the story line is horrible.

-Liv