Chapter four__________________________________________________________
*Thalia's POV*
"It all started when I," I took a deep breath. "I got bullied in middle school," I said explaining my story to Harry. We had detached from our embrace and had tears in our eyes from a few minutes ago, we're a mess.
"Because I was all 'emo' and shit which, I guess, I kinda still am," I let out a light chuckle, trying to lighten the mood a bit... didn't work. Then continued, "I liked to listen to Nirvana, and all those punk rock bands and was always reading books that were a higher reading level, like 'Wuthering Heights', of course I didn't understand one thing," I joked. "That was sixth grade, then in seventh, I started cutting and had depression," I said. "Not like 'I wanna be cool so I'ma act sad all the time' depressed, the doctor diagnosed me with depression," I look at Harry.
"I tried to," I sob, cutting myself off. He hooks his finger beneath my chin, tilting my head up to look at him.
"Continue," he said with a serious, yet soft look.
I took a deep breath and bit my lip, then continued, "I tried to kill myself, Harry, in the beginning of eighth grade," I said holding back tears while remembering middle school.
"Josh and Taylor, found me on the floor unconscious, with empty pill bottles everywhere," I let a tear fall, he quickly wiped it away with the pad of his thumb.
"My parents sent me to a mental hospital, I met someone there," I sighed.
"His name was Daniel, we were best friends.He was the reason I stopped cutting through 9th grade. We would call each other at 3 AM, we were inseparable." Now I was crying remembering my best friend.
"H- he killed himself in the middle of tenth grade, because of the bullying. It got worse, he was insecure again and self harmed, I didn't know, he didn't tell me. Then the next thing I know, he sent me a v- video," I was sobbing.
I felt an arm wrap around my waist and pull me closer to him. We were hip to hip.
I pulled out my laptop from under my pillow and showed him the video he sent me before he killed himself. I couldn't watch it, I just- I couldn't.
His soft Australian accent filled the room, causing me to reminisce about the great times we had.
"H-hey Tal," he sighs. "I made this video to say goodbye. I want to tell you about the impact you made in my life. I remember the day we met at the hospital," he said shaking his head, "you were different and I really liked that. Over the years you were the reason I stayed alive, you really were, but they got to me. And I broke. I tried to stay strong for you.. For us.. Our friendship, but they got to me, got through my skull. I love you so much, please stay strong unlike me," he said with a tear stained face.
Harry's face was blank.
"Sorry," Daniel said before the video ended.
'Sorry' is all that echoes through my head after the video.
I continued my story.
"I tried to stay strong, like he told me, I put on a fake smile and attitude and went on with the day, but I started cutting again a little while after. I tried so hard to stay strong, but the one thing that kept me from doing these horrible things, my anchor, was gone," I said with my head in my hands letting out sobs.
He pulled me onto his lap, his strong arms around me, letting me stain his black t-shirt.
"Then, in the eleventh grade, I got called fat and ugly, I starved myself, got sick and went to the hospital," I gulped.
"That's when my two other anchors died," I said and cried harder.
His grip tightened.
"They went to the pharmacy to get me a pack of lemon flavored gum, one of my favorite things ever, to make me feel better, cause I felt trapped at the hospital. Then the fucking drunk man hit them, and his sorry ass is still alive, while they died, I felt like it was my fault and my cutting got worse."
"And then in year twelve, I met this guy, Harry, his name was," I said, trying to smile remembering the time I first met him.
"I cut less and ate more," I said looking up at his face.
"I fell for him," I said. His eyes were red from crying, he kissed the top of my head.
"Don't let me go," I said in his chest.
"I won't ever," he promised. "I think it's time, I share my story. The whole story," he whispered in my ear.
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(A/N)
Ana: HEY GUYSSSSSSS!!!!! Sorry this is really short, it's likely the next chapter will be too, but we hit 30 reads woohoo!! Comment songs I should listen to while writing cause I listened to Taylor Swift through this chapter ily so much please vote and comment and SJKDKSJDKA I'm eating a lemon hey ✌️
Stephanie: Hey guys, I'm an emotional person. I listened to these songs while editing~
- Latch By: Disclosure
- One By: Ed Sheeran
- Don't let me go By: Harry Styles
- All of me By: John Legend
- Change your life By: Little Mix
I can't wait to put up chapter five. I love all of you 30 readers lol
