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Colby P.O.V
I wake up to the sound of an alarm.
"Shit what time is it?"I roll over and see the clock.
12:47
Dammit. I roll out of bed and stretch out my arms. Then I see them. The thousands of scars on my body. Idk how long I've been doing it. I've lost track. All I know is I hate my body and I want to die. No one knows about it not even my best friend Sam. Sam and I have been best friends for six years. He loves me so much and ik that and that's why I can't bring myself to telling him. Ik it would ruin him.
He knows everything about me but that. Including that I'm gay. Only for one boy though. 
Brennen Taylor. My other best friend. And he, has no idea I like him.
I roll out of bed and walk to the bathroom to pee and take a shower.
I get out of the shower and walk to my phone. Nothing
I smile to myself and walk downstairs after getting dressed in a TOP hoodie and black ripped skinny jeans with a black and white pair of high top converses. I get downstairs and grab my keys. I walk out the doors and get in my car then I drive to Taco Bell. I walk in and someone walks up to me and says "Go kill yourself. God how old are you dressing like a fag. Just end it." I run out of Taco Bell and race home. I get there and run up to my room. I lock the door and fall on my bed crying. I then fall asleep crying. I wake up and it's 7:27. I get up and soon remember what the man said to me. I walk to my dresser and pull out a sharp razor blade. I see it shine in the light. I then drag it along my arm. I soon see crimson red fall from my arms to the ground. Three lines for three letters. FAG. I wash off the razor and clean everything up. Then I walk back to my bed and fall asleep.

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