Mark POV
_____________I started cleaning the blood off of Jackson's floor after cleaning his wrist. I know I should be mad at him for the ywhile JB thing but I feel like I need to at least help him. I finished with the floor and I picked up the knife.
"Where do you want this?" I asked him.
He opened up the cabinet under his sink. I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. "Is that where you've been hiding it?" He simply nodded his head. "I'm surprised bam bam haven't found it." I closed the cabinet and opened the cabinet that was above the toilet. I found a good spot to put it and then I turned to Jackson. It looked like he wanted to say something.
"Please don't tell bam bam." He pleaded. I thought for a second.
"If I get to ask you questions, just talk." Now he thought for a second. He took a deep breath.
"Ok" he breathed out.
We left the bathroom and went back into his room. We sat in the bed next to each other with about 3 feet of space in between us.
"Why do you want to talk?" He asked me.
"I don't know. I feel bad for breaking up with you over text. I was mad and don't want to see you but I should have sucked it up." I told him. "In a way I feel like I did that to you." I pointed to his wrists. All he did was shake his head.
"No I did this. I did it because I deserve it."
"Why do you deserve it?"
"I hurt you. I never should have done that." He answered plainly.
"Could.... couldiseethem?" I asked quickly.
"What? You want to see... what?" He asked.
"Y-your wrists." I was hesitant. He thought for a minute... again.
"Uh, ya." I scooted closer to him and turned toward him, and he turned toward me.
"Can I?" I pointed to his arm. He nodded and basically handed me his arm. I put it in my lap and slowly but carefully lifted his sleeve. What I saw was breath taking.
His arms were covered in cuts. They were pretty deep too. They went from one side, all the way to the other. All I could think about was how I did that. I let my fingers graze over the bumps they made. A few tears fell from my eyes. I don't know why but I knew I was to blame.
This doesn't mean I'll get back together with him. He's still a jerk. He did hurt me. But he shouldn't do this. This is just wrong.
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