Trigger warning! There will be a note at the beginning of the triggering stuff if you just want to skip it <3 I love y'all
Amelia's Point of View
I awoke from my forced slumber with a quick gasp, immediately realizing what had happened. I noticed that I was in Brendon and I's bed that I never got into myself, and that the bus was stopped. Quickly, I looked throughout the bus, and saw everyone except Brendon. He knows.
I looked outside, and saw Brendon beside a tree by the rest stop building which was sort of a far distance away. Fastly, I got up, and ran out of the bus, earning gasps from the other people in it. When I was halfway, I could clearly see tears spilling out of his eyes. Shit. You did it again Amelia! Good job, you officially ruined your boyfriend's life. I quicken my pace, and reach him, almost in tears.
"Brendon! No, please don't be mad, please!"
He looked at me with his teary eyes, "I want to say that I can't believe this happened again, but I understand why. I haven't been paying attention as much as I should have been, and I regret it so much. And I know that these things don't just magically disappear, I just, I kinda hoped it would have, but it's my fault"
"No, it's not your fault, it's mine. I should have listened to you when you told me to eat. Please don't be mad" I cried.
He then did something I definitely did not expect. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me into him. He hugged me. This bitch hugged me. I made his life hell, and he hugs me?
"I'm not mad, why would you ever think that?" His voice sounded hurt.
"Because I've made your life complete hell with my issues and shit" He pulls away, taking both my shoulders in his hands firmly, and looking in my eyes.
"You haven't made my life a complete hell at all. You're so fun to be around, you make me happy, you brighten my life, Mill. Don't ever think that you're being a pain, or I would be better off without you, because that's not true. I 1000% love you so fucking much, and I would do anything to keep you in my life. You're so gorgeous, and I really wish you wouldn't put your beautiful body through hell, because you are perfect. You are pretty. You are amazing. You are stunning. Never, ever think any differently" He pulls me into a tighter hug, and I couldn't stop the tears from falling down my face.
"God, I love you so fucking much"
Brendon chuckled and pulled away, "As much as I would love to be here all day with this amazing scenery, we have to get going"
I nodded, slung my arm around his neck, and he did the same to my waist, us walking side by side all the way back the huge vehicle.
"Well, well, well. Look who has a lot of explaining to do" Dallon looked at me from his sitting position on the couch.
"What do you mean?" I asked casually, and started walking to my bed.
"You know what I mean. Is there something you want to tell us?"
I stopped in my tracks, and turned around.
"Guys, can you just leave her al-" Brendon started.
"No, B, it's fine," I slowly walked toward them, "Hmm? Would you like a whole fucking depressing story time? I didn't think so. Now stop questioning me, you're just making me worse" I spat. Oh god, why did I just say that.
"Wait, what?" Dan inquired. Fuck.
"Nothing. Can you just st-"
"No. What did you just say? What do you mean making you worse? What is wrong?"
"N-nothing is w-wrong" I stuttered.
"Something is clearly wrong! Tell us so we know what's happening!" Kenny exclaimed.
"TELL US!" Dallon yelled.
My body started shaking, and my breathing was out of control.
Brendon hurriedly rushed over to me, "Hey, hey, hey, shh, it's okay. Hey, you're fine" He whispered, and ushered me to the farthest part of the bus from the other guys, while giving the other guys the deadliest look I've ever seen. We sat down on the floor, him in front of me, blocking my view from the rest of the bus.
"D-do t-they know?" I looked at him desperately.
"I have no idea, but they might. I didn't say anything, if that's what you're thinking"
"Hey, breathe. In. Out. Follow my breathing" Brendon softly told me, slowed his own breathing, and I nodded, synchronizing my breaths with his.
"Guys, you need to leave Amelia alone. Seriously, leave her be. Stop fucking around" I heard Zack's voice from the drivers seat. I gave Brendon a confused look.
"I honestly don't know. Just keep breathing with me, babe"
I stared at the couch where everyone was sitting, just waiting for them to say something. Anything. Brendon softly grabbed my face in both of his hands, making me look at him.
"Hey, it's okay, don't pay any attention to them, they're just being idiots"
"Yeah, you're right. I'm fine, just go hang out with them. I don't want you to feel like you have to take care of me this whole tour" I stated, and put my hands on his, leaning into them.
"Would you like me to give you some space for a bit?"
"Yeah. Go have fun!" I smiled.
He leaned his head in, and I followed, our lips making gentle contact for a moment.
"I'll check on you in a bit, love" He smiled, and left, walking over to sit with the other guys.
It's only the first day of tour, and I've already fucked it up. Everyone hates me now. Maybe I should just go die. It's not like anybody would care anyway.
Quickly, I walked to my bunk, and pulled out a small pink box from my luggage. Then, I practically ran to the bathroom, making sure to lock the door. Before we left for tour, I made sure Brendon never saw this box, or saw what was in it because I knew he wouldn't be happy.
*Triggering*
Slowly, I opened the box, and revealed a couple small, sharp metal blades that I had bought only weeks prior to tour. God, if anyone would've found out I'd be in so much shit.
I sat down on the toilet lid, and rolled up my shorts, so my thighs were completely visible. Some small scabs were forming from the last time I did this. Carefully, I grabbed a hold of one of the bigger blades, and lowered it to my damaged skin. I slowly started grazing the blade over my thigh, making deep, yet unsatisfied gashes in it.
My mental state has officially gone to shit. I thought everything would be better, since I'm with Brendon and all. If only I didn't bring these stupid pieces of metal. This would have never happened if I could just get a hold of myself.
Blood quickly slipped out of the gashes, and flowed down my thigh, eventually trickling down to the floor. I was too busy naming my most ugly features, and slicing, that I didn't hear footsteps walking toward me.
*End Of Triggering Stuff*
"Amelia? Are you okay?" Dallon's voice was soft, and sympathetic for some reason.
"Uh, yeah. I was just thinking about taking a shower or something" I lied.
"Oh, okay. Well, I just wanted to ask if we could talk when you get out.." He trailed.
"Um, yeah, I guess so"
"Okay, cool. I'll talk to you soon then"
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Fanfiction"Hey, um-" I cut him off. "I decided that I am going to tell you, but don't tell anyone. Please." "I won't, I promise." I took his hand and dragged him to the back of the school where nobody could see or hear us, and we sat down by a tree, facing e...
