Not enough (Cameron Dallas fan fic)

Not like this

Great, I wake up to my first day of social torture in California. I can't believe my mom made us move because of her new job. Ugh I hate my life. I go into the bathroom and look through my pouch I have in there. I told my mom it's just pads and crap. Nope, I look through it just to made sure I didn't forget my blades. There they are in the side pocket, shining bright from the light. I zip the bag back up and grunt. I quickly hop down the stairs moving slowly past the kitchen, hoping my mom doesn't see me and insist I eat breakfast. I see her glance around her shoulder and turn around to look at me. She points to the barstool and says "sit" I huff and plop on the seat. She brings over chocolate chip pancakes and a cup of chocolate milk. I just get up and walk away. I run down to the basement to find my outfit that's in the dryer and walk up to my room again and go in my bathroom. I start the hot water and strip down butt naked and step in. Ahhhh, that feels nice. Once I'm done I get out and grab the towel to dry off. I blow dry m hair and curl a few pieces because a lot m my hair is naturally curly. I put on my blue and white cut off high waisted shorts with a light blue tank top that says "yolo" across the chest. I put on some powder and a bit of liquid eyeliner. I put on my mascara and a tiny bit of lip gloss. Last thing I have to hide is my depression, so I take a bit of makeup to cover up my scars, and my fake smile, it should last 8 hours. I put on that fake smile.