Dear Bully, (Brandon Rowland fanfiction)

Note #48

Blood dripped down the bathroom floor as I cut through my bare skin.

I know I made a promise to Hunter that I wouldn't cut anymore, but I had too. The blade was my friend, it helped me feel numb inside and out. It helped me feel better. It was now part of me, it stuck with me through out my whole life.

I used it as an obsession, a drug, an addiction, as company. It was with me when I had bad times. I never had an actual friend like the blade. Everyone will leave me or get tired of me being so boring and depressed all the time. That's why I considered it my best friend. Because I felt so alone and empty inside.

And right now, I feel that way. Thank you blade for being there when no one else was.

(Brandon's POV)

I walked out my room and passed by the bathroom. I stopped in my tracks when I heard someone cry and whimper.

I knocked on the bathroom door. "Jamie? Are you in here?" , I asked.

I heard her mumble something. "Uh, yeah. I'm in here right now." "Can you let me?" "Wait hold on!" , her voice sounded like she was scared and nervous. "Jamie, just open the door right now or else I will break the god damn door." , I said getting serious.

All I heard was her shuffling and foot stomping across the floor. "Uh, I d-don't think she will l-like that." , she said.

(Jamie's POV)

"Uh, I d-don't think she will l-like that." , I said trying to stall time. At this point, I was struggling to hurry up on wiping the blood that was on my wrists, my cuts didn't want to stop bleeding.

"Jamie, I'm serious, open the door! Now!" , Jesus, he sounded like a dad. I quickly put band aid's on my fresh cuts. "I'm going to kick this door in 3...2...", before Brandon got to one, I opened the door.

He stepped back as I was getting out. I gave him a faint smile and left him standing there. That was a close one.

I heard a knock at the front door. I ran downstairs to open the door. When I opened it, it was Hunter. "Hello, Jamie." , he smiled. I remembered what Brandon had said so I ignored him.

"Are you still mad at me from before." , he asked. I glanced at him to see him frowning. I shook my head and went upstairs. I saw Brandon coming down.

I didn't look at Brandon. I was sort of mad at him for not letting me talk to Hunter. I didn't see a point why I can't talk to him. But oh well, this means it will not be that hard to leave him.

I don't want nobody to cry over me when I die. They're just going to be wasting their time and tears for a useless girl like me. If I pushed Hunter away, he will cry less.

For right now, I just need to put a smile on my face and pretend like everything is okay until it gets to that particular day.

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