Luke's POV
I started getting ready for the shower but I couldn't get Haylee off my mind I need to know what's wrong. She looks like an emotional wreck. I will just take one in the morning. I walked out of the bathroom and bedroom. I head to the kitchen and decide to make her hot tea. I back into the room seeing Haylee curled in a back under a throw blanket. I sat down and rubbed her back as I carefully hold the hot tea in my left hand.
"Babe?" I whisper softly. She hummed in response and turned towards me wiping her face.
"Tea for your thoughts," I asked softly as held the tea out for her. She put on a small smile and sat up before leaning on me and taking the tea from me.
"What do you wanna know?" She whispered sipping the hot tea.
"Why you were crying?" I whisper leaning my head on hers.
"Masks suck." She said simply
"Depression or anxiety or both?" I asked knew she struggled with it at the beginning of our relationship I just hope she still treating herself nicely.
"Both.." Her whisper sounded upset with herself.
"How bad is it this time?" I asked as I move more onto the bed and wrapped my arms around her.
"Really bad.." She sniffled and looked at her tea.
"Are you hurting yourself, babe?" I said as to put two fingers under her chin and lift her head up.
She nodded carefully and avoided my eyes as they teared up more. I lightly grabbed the tea out of her hands and sat on the nightstand before pulling her into my lap making sure she was facing me. I kissed her nose and lean my forehead on hers.
"How?" I whisper as wrapped my arms tightly around her.
"Arms and legs again.." She whispered.
My heart fell, we work so hard on this before and she been clean for a long time. I should of notice when she stopped wearing short sleeves and shorts.
"Can I see them? Babe." I whisper as I looked into her hazel eyes.She shook her head and looked back down to her lap. She held her arms tightly against her stomach.
"They're really bad.." She whispered.
"Babe please," I said as I pleaded her. I want to know what we need to work on again.
She sighed and pulled up her sleeves. They looked as if they could've been really deep at first. Most of them had been scabbed over and in the process of scarring over. They were everywhere. Almost none of her original skin showed now. I couldn't hold back the tears. How could I not notice this? I know I been busy working and writing songs but I thought I gave her enough attention and check up on her. She quickly pulled her sleeve back down and grabbed my face gently wiping the tears away. I looked back into her eyes. I love this girl so much and I hate that she could do this to herself. It was worse than before. I think I might need Ashton's help. None of the other boys know about this because she wouldn't let me go to them.
"I am sorry," I whisper as my vice came out and cracked a little.
"It's not your fault babe.." she whispered before pulling me into a tight hug. She rubbed my back lightly.
I laid down bringing her with me. I let her snuggled into me as I tightly hold her before slowly slipping into deep sleep. I woke up and looked up at the alarm clock it was nine. I stretched and slipped away from Haylee and kissed her forehead. She looked so peaceful and stress-free while she sleeps. I walked out of the room hearing rest of the boys up and Jessie. I force a smile and took a piece of bacon from Jessie plate.
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FanfictionHiya. My name Jessie Carter, I born and grew up in London, England. My favorite food in the world is Mac & Cheese. I love Green Day, Black Veil Brides, Peirce The Veils, and Sleeping With Sirens. I'm not what you'd call tom boy, girlly girl, emo, or...