Warning: depression
Jack's POV
I was home alone and I was bored so I opened Instagram and got a lot of hate. I got hate because I was gay and dating Daniel. Tears filled my eyes. I ran to the bathroom and shut the door. I fell on the floor and cried a lot. I got a razor and pressed it against my soft skin. I started cutting my self. My hand was bleeding like crazy. I cried more. I couldn't live anymore. But then the boys came home. I didn't care I kept on cutting. Then someone knocks on the door. I didn't lock it. Daniel opened the door and saw me crying.
Daniel's POV
"Jack!" I said with my voice cracking. I ran to him and sat on the floor. "B-baby w-why would you do this!?" I said. Jack just stared at me. Then jack hugs me and sobs in my chest. "Hey.. it's okay but promise me you won't do this ever again...you'll get through this... we'll get through this" I whisper. Jack starts falling asleep. I carry him to our room and lay him on the bed. He fell asleep. I'm pretty sure he was exhausted.
