The Sight || l.h

Chapter Five

Jordan's P.O.V
I woke up suddenly noticing Luke wasn't next to me. His strange cold warmth was gone. I decided to brush it off, maybe he had business or something! I walked down to my kitchen and saw my mom at the stove. Weird, she doesn't cook and she is rarely home. I went along with it. I was good at just rolling with things I guess, not asking questions, quite.
I made my way to the fridge and pulled out milk and chocolate sirup (it's a chocolate milk party up in here). I made my milk not making a sound, the silence was awkward neither of us knew what to say.
'Im sorry...' My mom finally spoke.
'What? Why?'
'Im never here, and I'm just sorry'
'Oh, yeah. It's okay don't worry! I'm fine'
'Are you sure? You seem different I guess...'
'I said I was fine' I snapped quickly and tried to pull my sleeves over my hands
'No. No you're not! Talk to me Jordan!!'
'Theres nothing to talk about!!!' I grabbed my milk with my now sweaty sweater paws
She grabbed my upper arm and pulled me back. Hard. My milk slipped and landed on the floor, I reached to pick it up but she saw. She my secrets that I haven't told anyone. Not even Luke. She saw my scared wrists.
She look at me horrified. She covered her mouth with her hand and slowly walked toward my crouched body on the floor. I began to cry. I fell to the ground that wasn't too far below me because I froze in fear of what she would do. She pulled my sleeve back only to reveal an arm covered in red scars, my other arm too, and my thighs. She didn't say anything she just pulled me into a hug and cried. We were both a crying mess, until she pulled away
'Why?' She asked
'You have no idea the things that go on at school and in my head Mom' I said flatly
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Luke's P.O.V
I walked into Jordan's house and saw her and her mom crying in the middle of the kitchen. I didn't do anything to get her attention, I just watched. I watched her mom pull away from the hug and ask a one worded question that left me confused. I watched Jordan look at her wrists and reply with the most heartbreaking reply to the situation with which I'm now caught up to. She self harms. How did I not now?!?? How could I not see this? I walked you to her room and layed on her bed, I cuddled her penguin pillow pet named Lord Farquad, she is such a dork. She is my dork and I'm never letting her hurt her self again.
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Sorry it's short! xx - p