Somethings are too much to handle

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"Hey, how was it?" I rolled down the window as I pulled up to my school. 
"Good, I guess. We lost," Zoe said as she climbed into my truck. " Oh, Hey Lillian."

"Hey, are you staying at our house?" Zoe was obviously Lillian's favorite.

"Yeah, I am." Zoe responded with a huge smile on her face.

No one talked until we got home and all Lillian said was 'Good night.' Zoe and I headed upstairs to my bedroom. I gave her my gym shorts and a baggy shirt, she put them on and climbed in bed. I put on a Disney movie but soon realized she was asleep. I just got on my phone and started messaging T.J. to see what he was up too. However, I fell asleep before I could. I wasn't fully asleep before I heard Zoe get up but I acted like I was. She went over to her book bag and tool out a small object then went to the bathroom. I just ignored it thinking it was women time but I heard a gasp and crying.

I went to the door and knocked,"Zoe is everything okay?" I tried to open the door but it was locked.

"It's fine!" She yelled but her voice cracked.

"Unlock the door, now!" I started to get irate and kicked the door. I continuously kicked the door until it fell down and saw Zoe's wrist covered in blood. "Zoe!" I started to cry.

"I HATE YOU! JUST LEAVE!" She screamed at me and threw her phone.

I grabbed my phone and immediately called T.J. I knew he was good with self harm things because he used to do it himself.

"Hello?" He barley got out of his mouth.
"Come to my house right now! Zoe is cutting!" I shook more as I screamed at him then hung up. I was scared to lose her so I went back into the bathroom.

"Zoe, wipe your arms." I was still shaking but I calmed down a lot.

"I'm here!" T.j. ran upstairs and into the bathroom. "Zoe, look me in my eyes." His voice was calming.

She slowly looked up. "I-I'm sorry," she stuttered.

"Alex, get me a wet wash cloth and just stay in your room." T.J. never talked to me like that so I did what he said. When I gave him the washcloth he put it on Zoe's wrist and her facial expression showed it hurt. "Leave Alex!" T.J. yelled.

I walked back into my room and sat on my bed rocking back and forth. Ten minutes went by and T.J. carried Zoe to my bed and her sleeves were still rolled up. When he sat her down in front of me she quickly pulled them down.

"Why did you cut yourself?" I asked on the verge of crying.

"Alex, it's not the first time." T.j. responded.

"Show me your arms!" I was so mad I yelled so loud it echoed.

Zoe looked over at. T.J. trembling and he just nodded so she slowly rolled up her sleeves. As I looked at her arms I got even more irate so I threw my pillow at the wall. I got up and walked in a circle and began to throw my fist at the wall but T.J. stopped me.

"Stop it, your acting like an idiot! Why don't you ask her why?"

"Why Zoe? Why are you doing this to yourself?" I kept yelling as she cried even harder.

I sat down in front of her and hugged her tight knowing everything I was doing was wrong. I hugged her through out the night even after she fell asleep.

"Did she tell you why?" I looked for an answer but he just shock his head and left.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 02, 2018 ⏰

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