•it only gets worse darling•

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*trigger warning*

Sadie sink, my best friend, sitting in our childhood treehouse. Tears stream from her eyes down her already stained cheeks, slowly soaking her t-shirt. I move my eyes down to her hands, a bloody razor blade in hand, but it's old blood. I move my eyes to her wrists, scars that I have noticed before Lay upon them, like they were ment to be there. I feel hot salty tears run down my cheeks and find my self running out the back door and up the ladder of the tree house. Our eyes meet and we stay there till she drops the razor blade and I run towards her and we meet on the middle and she throws her arms around me and we fall on the couch that's draped in pillows, blankets and memories. "Sades, what's going on?" I sniffle  through the tears. "You wouldn't under stand Mills, ur life's not shit like mine!" Sadie whisper yells. "Trust me its not as perfect as it seems, but how do we fix it?" I ask, years now coming down like a water fall from both of us.  "It only gets worse darling." She says to me softly. "And what do you mean that your life's not perfect? Have you seen your house!?" She widower yelled, still overwhelmed from all the crying. I decided the beat way was just to show her what I ment. I roll up my sleeves and grab a make-up wipe from the table in the treehouse and wipes if the layers of foundation, concealer and powder to reveal my bruised arms and scared wrist. Sadie sits wide mouthed, so u decide to say something. "Scar baddies?"She looks at me and weakly smiles, "scar buddies" we then hug for what feels like forever, but I still wanted the moment to last for eternity.

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Trigger warning for this chapter, if anyone has any ideas/ things that they want in this story just leave a comment.

Thanks darlings💖

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