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Trigger warning. I'll let you know when.

Adeline Rae
September 7

"Good morning, baby" arms wrapped around my waist then pulled my body more against their's. A smile appearing on my face as I continue to grab my science textbook. 

Soon, I turn around in their arms, I already knew that it was Zach. "Good morning to you too" he smiles then leans down and kisses me sweetly on the lips. Just as he was about to pull away, my hands grip the sides of his shirt and pulls him back to me then reconnecting our lips again. Zach smiles and lightly chuckles then continues kissing me. We pull apart a little while after, "I love you" my boyfriend speaks against my lips, "I love you too." 

Currently, we are in science class and as usual, his hand is resting on my thigh. "Zach, stop it" I whisper quietly to him as he moves it up further with the famous well known smirk. "I don't want to" he whines like a baby and a small giggle leaves my lips.  My head shakes and I continue drawing random stuff in my science notebook.  Zach ∞  "Aww, you wrote my name" he gushes in a baby voice as he smiles wide, "don't flatter yourself" I look into his eyes. "Too bad, I already have" he says, knowing that he won.  "I don't like you" my voice came out like a baby, "I know...you love me" he kisses my cheek as I giggle. "You are so weird, yet I love you more than the universe" I speak.

School had finished about two hours ago and currently, Caden is planning stuff to do with me and Grayson. I feel bad, he came here to spend time with us yet it's like we aren't even giving him our full attention. Especially to Justin as well.  Zach was at home and attempting to do his homework but he's continuously texting me and sending me snapchats of him. 

"Grayson?"  He was inside his bedroom on his bed as I was leaning against the door frame. "Hm" his voice hums as his eyes finally look away from his phone. "I feel awful" my hand runs through my hair, fluffing it. 

"Why?" he now sits up and confusion was writing across his face. "We haven't been spending time with Caden and giving him our attention" I sit down next to him.

"True...and we have not been spending time with mom and dad either" his hands rub his eyes then he looks to me. "Grayson...is our family falling apart?" tears were now threatening to spill from my eyes as I began to think more about our family not being together.  "No, we are all just really busy and maybe our minds are just constantly focused on one thing" Grayson explains.

  A tear eventually slipped from my eye and immediately, my hand wipes it away. "Okay well, I'll be in my bedroom" with that I quickly get up and make my way towards my bedroom. 

Trigger warning
My hand now feeling the blade once again after a long time. Scars were still noticeable on my wrists but nobody ever questioned them. The blade was cold and it seemed like it had the name "devil" written all over it.  Never let the devil in your mind. 

The coldness meets with my left wrist and I slide it across my skin. Now creating blood to appear. After doing four cuts, I wipe off the blood from the blade then my wrist. 
Trigger warning over

Honestly, I don't want my family to be apart. So far, my father barely talks to me and now it makes me question if he even wanted a daughter in the first place. My mother, well she's sort of oblivious to everything around her, she pays a lot of attention to my brothers...except me.  I don't think my parents ever wanted a child whom would be a girl. Tears were now spilling from my eyes and onto my cheeks then dripping down to my shirt.  My room was dark because the day was switching from evening to night. I turn on the lamp which lit my room up but still kept it at a mellow light and shine. 

"Dinner is ready!" my mother's voice yells upstairs. I don't want to eat, let alone, I don't want to see my family. I'm too scared.  Instead, I shower then change into my pajamas and wrap myself up in my pajamas. I turn off the lamp which was on my side table then close my eyes.

Word count: 770

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