dear diary—
corbyn saw my cuts today.
i was at his house after school, finishing up our project, and his sharp eyes caught a glimpse of one of the scars on my wrist. before i knew what was happening, he had pulled my sleeve up, revealing my numerous other scars.
"my cat is pretty vicious," i laughed nervously, sliding my sleeves back down and hiding my trembling hands.
"cats don't do that," he replied, slowly, gently.
any other excuses were caught in my throat. i dropped my gaze, fiddling with the edges of my sleeves.
"daniel," corbyn said softly. "if you ever need anyone to talk to....i'm here. i know what kind of scars those are, and i have a few of my own."
my gaze lifted to momentarily meet his. corbyn besson, the beaming ray of sunshine and positivity, had self-harmed before? it seemed impossible to believe.
corbyn laughed a little at my expression, lightly nudging my shoulder. "c'mon, what did you except me to be, perfect?"
....no comment there. haha.
so now, corbyn besson knows my biggest secret.
i think he'll keep it. he doesn't seem to be the type to spread stuff like that around.
i really hope he doesn't, at least.
—daniel
YOU ARE READING
catharsis.
Romance"dear diary- corbyn is a refreshing beam of light in the dark familiarity of our small town. i hope he stays forever. -daniel" daniel is given a diary by his best friend zach, in which he writes out his innermost thoughts, struggles, and feelings. h...
