I stretch as I wake up, filled with confusion; I find that I'm in Josh's room, along with him. He's sound asleep where I'm now wide awake. I decide to wander around a bit to try and get a better feel of his place. The hallways are peace and quiet, also a bit chilly. I tug at the blanket around my shaking shoulders. I never realized how easily my body temperature drops. I look down to the floor, watching my feet patter back and forth on the wood.
My eyes float over to my left arm and the sight makes me stop dead in my tracks. "How could this be... I haven't cut in a few days, yet the scars still linger. And they look terrible." I ponder how this could be, all the way up and down my arm are gash marks, obviously made by a blade. There's even some dry blood on my arm left over from a few hours or so ago. I touch the largest cut and yelp out in pain. It's so raw... it's disgusting.
I have to find a bathroom to clean them. Upon finding the bathroom I look around in drawers hoping to find something. I groan once I realize all he has is soap and water. I turn over to the mirror and almost scream out at the lady standing in it. She looks absolutely terrible, hollowed out cheeks, stick-thin arms, collar bones popping out of her chest, dark bags, straggly hair, and thin pasty lips.
I start moving around and find that she's following my movements. Wait, that's me. My mind does a 180 trying to figure out what happened. It looks like I've been from war and back. Why didn't I notice this before? What's wrong with me? I brake down sobbing, sinking to the floor. I hear a mewl and look up to see kitty running towards me. She rubs against me as she tries to comfort me. Footsteps soon enter the hall and walk into the bathroom. "What the hell is going on?" Josh yells out seeing me crying hysterically.
"Josh, what happened to me? I look like I'm dying! What's going on?!" I scream out terrified. "Calm down, calm down. We can get you better. I-I can get you better. And I will." Josh starts crying too, and that's how we stay.
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Fanfiction(Y/n) has a journal that she writes in every day about personal things. Actually, she wrote in it every day... until her mother's death. Devasted, (Y/n) stops going to school which means that she could fail. Josh tries to help her out but she now ha...
