Blades

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Making sure the door was locked, I grabbed the blade I had hidden under the sink and cut my hips. My wrists were too noticeable and same with my thighs. I made about ten of them and put the blade back where it was. There was on knock on the door, so I pulled my white shorts back up and walked out to see Mike.

"Hey Cheyenne!" He gave me a beautiful smile, "Do you wanna go food shopping?"

My eyes met his and I nodded, smiling, "Is it just us?"

He grabbed my hand and we started out the door, "Yup."

*Vic P.O.V*

I walked into the bathroom to look for some cleaning supplies when my hand touched something sharp. I pulled it out and found a blade. A new blade that had fresh blood on it. Gripping it, I searched the rest of the bathroom and found a total of five blades hidden. I ran out and threw them on the table in front of Jamie and Tony. "We need to tell Mike. This is out of control." They looked up at me and nodded their heads.

*Mike P.O.V at home again*

Vic looked over at us as we entered the room, "Cheyenne, can you go to the bedroom please? " He said to her. She looked down before walking to my room. Vic motioned me over and I sat in the couch. My eyes fell on the table and there were five blades set on it. My heart sank. Who's were they? Vic's? Jamie's? Tony's? Or.... they can't be Cheyenne's. right?

Vic pointed to the table, "Do you know who's those are?" I shook my head no, "Those are Cheyenne's. We all knew besides you. It's time you found out."

"N-No.. You have to be lying."

He looked down and I could tell he was trying not to cry, "I'm not lying Mike.."

I stood up and walked over to my bedroom door and sang, "I kissed the scars on her skin. I still think your beautiful. And I don't ever wanna lose my best friend. "

She opened the door, "I'm sorry Mike.."

I pulled her into my arms. I've had a crush on her for so long, but why would she ever like me..? "Don't be sorry. Just stop. For me."

She wrapped her arms around me, snuggling into my chest, "I will"

A blush kept across my cheeks as I smiled down at her. I'm going to help this girl.

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