Chapter 13- You've got to be kidding me

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Mitch's POV

I felt warm lips press onto my lips. I opened my eyes and see Alison and Jerome looking at me.

"Mitch," Alison starts, "I thought you were dead." I looked at her in a confused way,

"What do you mean dead, i've been alive just a dark sleep thats all." I try not to say anything about me cutting and stuff.

"No Mitch, I know you've been cutting, it's clearly on your arm." She says pointing at my scars.

Scars aren't just to show you have a fucked up life. Scars are to show that you survived. You didn't die, you survived. That's why when I look at people who cut I feel proud of them. Not because they have a shitty life, but because they survived it, it's their way of showing that everything will be okay. That people don't need to worry. Cutting is an escape to life. It's my escape.

I try to think of an excuse. An excuse like I was climbing a tree and I just got a few scars.

I looked at her. Complete fear in her eyes, and it's all my fault.

"I..." I start. "I'm so sorry Alison. Don't blame yourself." Then that's when I saw.

I saw the one thing I wish I wouldn't ever want to see again.

Her arms.

All covered in scars.

In scars I swore I would protect her from.

From there on. I gave up.

~Time skip to like 1 week later~

I haven't made a single video.

Not even one.

I lost all contact I had with Alison.

No one.

No one gave a shit about how I felt.

Jerome gave up on visiting me.

Mjay pops by sometimes.

Telling me how much Alison been crying.Telling me that I've made the worst decision about leaving.

About leaving her? Ha. That's what you say.

I DIDNT LEAVE HER! SHE LEFT ME.

AN

I KNOW ITS SHORT IM SORRY !

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night !

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