Dear Bully, (Brandon Rowland fanfiction)

Note #43

All of a sudden, the bathroom door opened. It was...

Hunter.

His hair was messy and his tired eyes was squinted because of the light that was coming from the bathroom.

It took some time for him to process what was going on, it looked like he barely woke up.

His eyes looked at me for about three seconds, looking confused and clueless as ever. His tired eyes scanned through my body and landed on the blade and the blood that was on my arms.

Hunter then shot up realizing what I have been doing.

He quickly ran over to me and cleaned up my cuts. I instantly started sobbing. My head was throbbing and I felt like there was a thunder storm going on inside there.

He hugged me but didn't say anything. "Why would you do this, Jamie?" , he asked. It sounded like he was going to cry.

"I'm sorry." , I said, crying even more.

"Please don't cry. Come on, smile. Where's that girl that was always happy, that girl who I always made her laugh?"

"She's long gone..." , I looked down in sorrow.

(Hunter's POV)

I gave her a blank look.

"You have to tell someone. You can't just sit here and pretend like everything is okay, Jamie."

"No, I don't want to." , she shook her head. "Please, for me. I don't like seeing you hurting." "It's no use. I tried, but they didn't help." , she mumbled but loud enough for me to hear.

"Please don't tell no one. Not even, Brandon or your mom." , she begged. "Fine, but promise you would stop cutting." , I held out my pinkie. "Promise." , she said, locking our pinkies together.