Scarlett's pov
we cleaned up their mess and Ashton came back with breakfast
we all sat at the table and munched on out food
"so Scarlett. how you feelin?" Michael spoke
"sore " I lie. I felt much more than sore. but the truth is it wasn't as much physical but more mental. the things that I have endorse in my life scare me. the abuse, the bulling, the self harm, loss have broken me in ways I can't explain. I don't even know what I am anymore. I'm at war with myself. no one can save me. I'm to far gone. pain is a scary thing but we all feel it. well in different ways I suppose. but me I feel more than just pain. I feel like pain is an understatement. I feel, hell. because living in a world like mine is hell and I can't escape. well because the devil is real. he doesn't feel Mercy on anyone and he Sure as hell won't on me .
"that's good" Michael snaps me out of my thoughts
"yeah"
"let's do something today!" Calum buts in
"can we stay an watch movies I'm not up for adventure "
"ughhh fine" Calum mumbles
"thank you Cal"
" ok I'll go find all our movies " Luke gets up
" I'm gonna go to the bathroom" I whisper and walk down the hall
I open the door and lock it behind me.
I take a look in the mirror. my cheek was bruised and cut up. my lip had a small cuts, my eye was black.
I pulled up my shirt
my side was black and blue and I felt a stinging in my ribs.
no way make up was covering this.
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man Scarlett that was deep -M
YOU ARE READING
suicidal thoughts
Hayran KurguScarlett is a lonely teenage girl she has no friends she is constantly bullied and results to self harmand . one day she bumps into a boy named Luke. can he help her? or will he leave her like everybody else?
