"So you walked away?!" Your friend asks shocked, "Y/n if someone hot approaches you at least find out their name!" "I'm sorry F, I freaked out" you giggle. Slightly annoyed with yourself. After you met the stranger on the beach you went straight to your friends house. You and Ffion had been friends for a couple months as she helped you find your new house when you first moved in. You quickly became best friends, mainly because she was your only friend but partly because she reminded you of your old best friend. "Well go have a shower, we can talk about why you're really here after." Ffion pauses, "There will be clean clothes for you on the spare bed"
You step into the warm running water, letting it embrace you. You drag your fingers through your hair and sigh in despair. ⚠️TW- skip to chapter four⚠️
You open the shower curtain and grab your phone, careful not to soak it. You take the case off it and let a metal rectangle fall out. You pick it up and stare at the sharp blade, almost mesmerised. The blade swiftly cuts through your skin. Once, twice, three times. Until you loose count. The red liquid dancing with the water as it falls to the bottom of the shower. You feel tears roll down your face as you slide down the tiled wall. Defeated once again by an addiction.
The outfit set out on the bed alarms you as you step through the door. A cropped jumper and tight leggings lay across the end of the bed. You unwrap your towel and get dressed, you then pick up the hair dryer on the dresser and plug it in. After you had gotten ready you kick yourself for not packing your makeup bag. You collapse on the bed and take in your surroundings, the black feature wall reflecting your mood as well as the painting of a never ending sea. The large bed takes up most of the room, only leaving space for a white dressing table to the side of it. The long mirror hanging on the back of the door shows an image you wish you couldn't see. Your stomach visible below the grey jumper Ffion had picked for you.
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Wishing you could stay in the room forever you open the door, revealing Ffion impatiently waiting outside. We need to talk she snaps, tugging you by your hand towards the sofa. You sit down, pulling at the edge of your sleeve. "I found your phone in the bathroom" she says. "I also found this in the shower." She holds up the metal blade you used before. Avoiding eye contact you look down, wanting the ground to swallow you up whole. To your surprise Ffion dives forward and embraces you in a hug. The unexpected kindness catches you off guard as you once again let tears pour down your face. She strokes your hair and waits for you to calm down before letting you spill out your feelings about what happened earlier that day with your mother.
