adopted by josh dun | j.w.d

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at lunch time josh came to me. lucky i was slicing my wrists...

i has brought bandages the other day so i could cover them. i hid the weapons, bandaged myself, wiped my eyes and opened the door. i let him in and we sat on the floor.

"i still can't believe what happened" he said to me. "i'm sorry" i whisper. "look i get why you'd do that. but mariah your struggling! you should have told me" he said. "josh! you have anxiety! you have yourself to worry about! i can't just throw my problems onto you!" i exclaim. "your my daughter! i'm supposed to look after you!" he exclaimed. "you stole your files and shredded them" he chuckled. "it's not even funny!" i exclaim, but soon enough i was laughing to. it was an ass hole move.

"your gonna be okay. i promise. come on, let's go get some pizza" he says. we took a walk, holding hands and got pizza. but every time i looked down at our hands and saw my wrists, i felt horrible. was i going to be okay?

short, ikkk! i'm sorry !!