Lauren Cimorelli (one shots) ❤️

Broken {Laurstina}

Lauren's POV:

I'm currently scrolling through the comments on our latest video. So far, I've come across some hate but the majority nice comments which makes me smile. After all the positive ones it looks like theirs just hate from them onwards, I sigh and decide to read them anyways.

Lauren's ugly.
There was 10 likes to that.

Lauren shouldn't be in the band.
34 likes.

How come they're all so pretty and can sing so well but then you get Lauren like??
22 likes.

I wish Lauren wasn't in this band. It would make the band so much better. They'd be famous!
67 likes.

My fav is Lisa and my least fav is Lauren.
3 likes.

I wish Lauren wasn't born.
9 likes.

Lauren looks like a toenail!
48 likes.

I throw my phone onto my bed and curl up into a ball burying my head into my legs. Christina always told us not to read the hate comments but I just couldn't help myself. I sob into my hands, I can't stop the over flowing tears that never seem to end.

Do the fans hate me that much? Do they want me gone? Would they be happy? Would my sisters be happy? Would I be happy?

I run into the shared bathroom that all 6 of us share. I sob into my hands as I slam the door and fall on the floor, rocking myself slowly. I feel like I'm going to throw up, without thinking I lunge over to the toilet and throw up everywhere.

After I'm finished, I clean up the bathroom. Tears still stinging my eyes as I go back to sit on the floor.

Something shiny catches my eye, it's a silver packet lying on the counter. I look carefully and see it's a new fresh razor. I sigh, no I'm not going to do this, I say to myself but I knew I was just lying to myself.

I stand up and rip open the packet, not caring about my sore hands as I rip the lid off and quickly, without thinking, slice it down my left wrist twice. I scream and wince in pain. After a bit, it's refreshing to my skin and somehow everything that I read on the internet seems to flow out of my brain and I can't think of it anymore.

Adding five more cuts to my left wrist, I take the razor and hide it away in the back of the cupboard where I'm sure no one would find it. I throw away the packaging and force my hand into the cold water from the tap to try to stop it from bleeding.

"Oh sorry, Lauren. I thought no one was in here," A voice trails off from the door. My head snaps to the door in shock, crap I forgot to lock it. Well freaking done Lauren. You just screw up everything, don't you?!

"Are you Okay?" Christina asks as she looks at my swollen and probably red eyes. Her eyes glance over to my wrist that is still running under the fast water. She quickly goes into over protective mom mode, I can tell by her looks of worry and concern.

"Did you hurt yourself?" She comes rushing over to me and I'm in too much shock to remove my arm from the sink. As soon as her eyes look at my wrist, her mouth drops open and her eyes fill with tears.

"Lauren," She trails off and I'm soon snapped back into reality as I pull my hand away, wincing in pain as it comes into contact with the fresh air. I turn the tap off and look away from Christina's glaring eyes.

"Why Laur?" She asks me, her eyes have landed on my wrist again and even though I'm not looking at her, I can tell she's crying.

"I'm sorry," I say and in that moment, everything that I did came crashing down on me. The hate, the cuts, Christina just walked in on me cutting myself. I burst into tears and fall down onto the floor.

Christina comes over to me and sits down next to me. She brings me into her arms so I'm laying across her lap with my head in her shoulder. I probably look like a weak child right now but at this point I didn't care. Nothing makes me feel better than Christina's hugs. They comfort you in a way that makes you feel safe and protected.

"Shh, babygirl," She whispers into my ear and uses her hand to stroke my back while her other one plays with my hair. I bury my head further into her shoulder.

After a few minutes I've eventually calmed down and I'm not sobbing hysterically anymore. I'm still in Christina's arms on the bathroom floor while she strokes my hair and back.

"What happened Lolo?" She asks me gently as I lift my head from her wet shoulder. I begin to avoid her gaze by looking at the floor and start to play with my fingers.

"Lauren?" She asks me again, now a more firmer tone. She brings her hands to my chin and makes my brown eyes meet her green eyes.

I don't say anything but get up from her lap and head into my room, I grab my phone which was upside down on the floor and walk back into the bathroom to find Christina in the same place with her head in her hands.

She hears me come in and takes her hands away from her face while she looks at me confused.

"Lo?" She asks me questioningly. She opens her arms again and I immediately jump into them. I hand her my phone and she gives me a look.

"What am I supposed to do with this Laur?" She asks me and begins to rub my back.

"Unlock it," I say, my voice croaking and sore. She nods and uses her fingerprint to unlock my phone. The page on the phone was our recent video, with the comments displayed. I put my head into Christina's shoulder and close my eyes.

"Aw Lauren," She says sadly. I look into her eyes again and see tears are forming.

"You did this because of them?" She asks me in a caring tone. Her hand goes to my hair to stroke and play with it while I take a deep breath.

I don't say anything but nod. I can hear Christina sigh quietly to herself and I hesitate, maybe I shouldn't have told her.

"Laur, do you believe what they say is true?" She asks me kindly, she brings my eyes that were looking on the floor to her eyes.

I shrug my shoulders, not knowing what to say. She wraps both arms around me into a tight bear hug. She kisses my forehead and pushes my hair behind my ear and out of my face.

"Nothing they say is true okay? This is why I tell everyone to not read the hate. They're just jealous because you're amazing, sweet, kind and the best sister anyone could ask for. I never want you to read the hate again, Alright? It's not true, at all. I love you Lauren, so many people do." She says and brings me into her arms again. I nod my head, listening to her every word and believing it.

"Gosh Lo, I'm so glad I walked in on you when I did. I don't know what I'd do without you," She says sadly.

"I'm sorry Chris," I say, fearing that she might be mad at me or disappointed.

"Don't be sorry baby girl," She says while shaking her head.

"I'm not mad at you Alright? I just want you to always come to me when you are feeling down okay? Promise me?" She tells me firmly.

"Promise." I say back and smile at her which she returns.

"I love you birthday twin," She tells me, giving me her very famous big grin. She kisses my forehead another time and rocks me in her arms for a little bit.

"I love you too Chrissy. Thank you," I say back as I grab my phone that was resting on the floor. Christina watches what I do as I close the app and delete my history so I'm not reminded of it.

"Okay, let's help you get cleaned up alright?" Chris asks me and I nod. We get up from the floor and head into her room for the first aid kit.

I'm so thankful to have a sister like Christina. I really don't know where I'd be without her.

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A/N - sorry for the short one shot!

thanks for reading x ilya 💙