𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬 || 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐲𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧

Twelve.

[HAYDEN HARTE]

November. Probably the most boring month ever.

I was currently drawing in my kitchen. Because I didn't feel like sitting in my bed.

I hummed along to the music that played off my phone. I've always loved to draw. It was always like an escape from the outside world.

The picture I was drawing was literally just a tree. I enjoyed drawing trees. No specific reason why, I just did.

I decided I was cold and went upstairs to grab a sweater.

As I'm searching around my room for a sweater I start to hear loud bangs and crashes coming from Corbyns house.

I walk over to my window and open my curtains. There Corbyn was. Knocking over everything in his room. Completely destroying everything.

Suddenly I see blood splattering. It wasn't until Corbyn saw me, and stopped what he was doing that I noticed he was crying and the blood was coming from his arms.

More specifically his wrists.

I put my hand over my mouth in shock. Corbyn continues crying.

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"My dad was always an alcoholic. Though it wasn't until tenth grade that he started stealing.

Some days random stuff would just appear around the house, but no one ever said anything. My dad's also a drug addict.

In May, he was caught stealing, while under the influence of heroine.

But in case that's not enough, we just found out that he raped a girl." Corbyn could barely hold back tears.

"Corbyn oh my gosh." I said as a tear streamed down my face.

Corbyn avoided eye contact with me, trying not to cry.

"Do the boys know about this?" I asked. "No." He said.

"If it makes you feel any better, I had a brother once. But my dad molested and killed him." I said. "Are you serious?" He asked looking at me. A tear finally falls.

"Yeah." I sobbed. "Hayden." He said giving me a tight hug. "That is awful." He rocked me back and forth.

I rested my head on his shoulder.

In this moment, we both knew how much we both needed a hug so it took us forever to part from our hug.

When we did part, we were both a crying mess.

I looked down at his wrists. "I would've never guessed." I simply said. "It's embarrassing, I know." He said ashamed.

I shook my head no and looked up at him. "I'll be right back." I said quietly.

[CORBYN BESSON]

Hayden left the room taking shorts and a tank top with her. She went into the bathroom for a minute.

When she came out she was wearing the shorts and tank top. "I cut." She said sitting down next to me.

I studied her wrists and thighs. I started crying again.

"Please, call me the next time you feel like you need to do this." I said looking up at her.

"You too." She replied.

We just looked at each other and cried.

I grabbed onto her hands. "Please don't go anywhere, ever. I need you." I said softly.

"I'm not going anywhere." She replied squeezing my hands. "And I never thought I would say this, but I really do need you too." She said.

I felt so connected with her. Although her face was covered in tears, she still managed to look gorgeous.

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I laid there on my bed. Staring at the ceiling. A million thoughts raced through my head.

Could I handle liking Hayden and everything with my parents at the same time?

I couldn't just let her go, we need each other.

What's gonna happen if my dad goes to jail?
Will my mom move on and get a boyfriend?

What if when I tell the boys, they'll look at me completely differently?

I don't wanna lose that bond.

My thoughts were interrupted when Daniel came into my room. "You okay?" He asked. "Trying to be." I said sitting up.

Daniel came and sat down next to me.

"Hayden, you like her, right?" He asked. "Yeah." I sighed. "Looks like you guys really need each other and I don't wanna get in between you guys." Daniel said.

"You like her too, don't you?" I asked. "Well yeah. But I know how much she means to you. I'll get over it." Daniel replied.

"Thanks." I said. "Anything for my brother." Daniel said.

I gave him a hug. "I love you, man." I said. "Love you too." Daniel replied.