Underneath My Skin

Ch. 31

Scars are your body's way of healing, making that damaged part stronger than it ever was before the pain.

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Harry walks into the bathroom and furrows a brow. I quickly put my arms down to hide the cuts. What the hell? I must have been sleep walking. So, I cut myself in my sleep, strange.

He walks over to me and stands behind me. My heart feels like its about to burst. He looks at my naked body in the mirror and smirks.Then he looks at my face and frowns.

"What is it?" he asks.

I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and nervously shake my head. He grabs my hips and spins me around to face him. I keep my forearms facing downwards. He grabs me by my wrists and pulls me to his chest. I suck in a sharp breath. That hurts. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

His eyes widen and he lets go of me. He slowly looks down at his hands, that are covered in my blood. He grabs my wrists and pulls them up to examine them.

"What the fuck?" he gasps. "Why did you do this?"

I shake my head. " I honestly don't know." I pull my wrists out of his grip. "I woke up and I was in here with my wrists cut open."

"Well the cuts aren't that bad," he says softly.

I nod my head. I turn around and cut the sink on. I put my wrists under the water to wash the blood away. It stings at first, but I adapt to it. Once I'm finished I step aside and Harry washes his hands. When he finishes, he turns to face me.

"Bri, I think-"

"Please don't. Please?" I cut him off.

I really don't feel like getting in an argument with him about my sanity. He grabs a first aid kit from under his sink and puts five band aids on each wrist.

"Harry," I whisper.

"Hmm?"

"I don't think I need to see Dr. Monroe," I take a deep breath. "I think I need to see a medium or something."

His mouth hangs open but he quickly closes it.

"Briella, why do want to see a medium?"

'Well, not just me, you too."

He furrows a brow. "Why would I need to see a medium?" He asks confused.

"Abigail followed you here. She's the reason you were about to jump off the balcony. And I think she's the reason I just cut myself."

"Let's think rationally Briella."

I roll my eyes. "Then why were you about to jump Harry?"

His eyebrows knit together in deep thought. "I-I don't know."

"You just blacked out?" I quiz.

He nods his head slowly.

"Like I said, we need to see a medium."

He shakes his head. "But, it cant be her. Stuff like that isn't real."

My patientence is getting thinner and thinner with him.

"There's not other explanation for this Haz. Either you're with me or you're not."

He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He opens them and cups both of my cheeks. He presses his body up against mine and my heart hammers inside my chest.

"I'm with you," he whispers.

I try hard to hide ow surprised I am. By now I expected him to be yelling at me telling me that I'm crazy or something, but he's not.