"You're absolutely beautiful"
I feel the blood rush to my cheeks as Logan said that.
"Thanks" I say then fake my smile once again.
I know he knows they're fake. He is quiet about it though, about it all.
"I'm done" he says walking towards me. "Are you ok? Don't lie because I know the truth"
"Logan"
"I know about your depression. I know why you wear long sleeves all the time, I know why you never come over at night. Don't fucking lie to me"
The black void grew more with each word. His voice silenced the voices in my head.
It was quiet, too quiet. I saw his lips moving but I didn't hear anything.
"I want to help you"
It all came back to me. The sadness, the loneliness, the depression. The feeling of wanting to cut came back to me.
"I don't want you
