CHLOE'S POV
"What happened?" He asked.
"What didn't happen." I sniffled.
"Talk to me, angel." He said.
I took a deep breath.
"After you left last night, my parents got home from work." I started.
"Okay and?" He asked.
"They sat me down at the dining room table and got my sister on Skype." I said.
"Your sister still lives in Italy?" He asked.
I nodded.
"She's eighteen years older than me. She didn't want to leave." I said.
"Okay continue." He said.
"They're getting a divorce." I said.
He held me.
"Chlo, I'm so sorry. I know what it's like. But why?" He asked.
"They said they were having fights constantly. I was either not home or sleeping when it happened. They said they're just tired of fighting all the time." I explained.
He looked around my room.
"Is that why you trashed your room?" He asked.
"I didn't want to cut, okay. I planned out my suicide but I ripped it up." I sighed.
"Is that why you were crying so much?" He asked.
"That and I was talking to my sister who's a therapist and she said I have sevre depression and mild bipolar disorder." I sighed.
"My angel." He said holding me.
"I thought you would've left me." I said.
"Leave you? At a time like this?" He asked.
"Thought you wouldn't want to be seen with the mentally ill girl." I said.
"I would love to be seen with the mentally ill girl. Because I want to help her." He said wiping a tear away.
I cuddled into his chest.
"Now why are you covered in ink marks?" He asked.
"Cause instead of hurting myself, I'm drawing on myself." I said.
"Well, that's not good either cause ink poisoning so let's wash this off you." He said running the sink.
"I love you so much. Thank you. Just thank you." I said.
"I love you so much more. You know I'm always for you." He said.
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Just Saying
Romance"You should leave him cause it really makes me say 'just saying.'"
