No more than three days passed, and I've stopped talking to Keith. He's trying to hard to talk to me, confront me, but no reaction as a result.
I can't help feel horrible about it.
My cutting is worse. My legs and arms now covered. I've ignored Keith's dumb rule, and wore long sleeves. I know he knows.
I stay in my room now, not coming out unless to use the bathroom or eat. Which, I've now almost stopped completely. Keith noticed. I know he noticed.
"Lance, I'm going out." Keith told, I giving no response. "Shiro's coming over in five minutes." He says and walks out. When Keith leaves, Shiro comes over so I don't kill myself. I'm now just realizing how untrusting I seem to Keith. I know he knows I think that now.
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Cerita Pendek1-800-273-8255 Warnings: - loneliness - attempt suicide - heavy language The chapters will be very short as this is meant to be a short story. Also, therapist!Keith 1-800-273-8255
