Chapter 6: the weekend

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WARNING: Self Harm in this chapter. please don't read if u don't feel comfortable.

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Aprils pov.

The door slams shut as ashton leaves. I collapse to the ground in tears.

"Just face it he hates you. You lied to him. you didn't tell him anything. you don't serve him. you don't deserve to be happy. the only thing u deserve die!" I tell myself

I get up off the floor and walk into the bathroom and lock the door behind me.

I reach up to the top shelf and grab a blood stained box. I open it n look at my collection of blades, razors, knifes and pills.

I take out my biggest and sharpest blade and slice deep into my wrist.

One cut, two cuts , three cut four. Before I know it I have cut both my arms up. I collapsed n cry again.

I look around sitting in a pool of my blood. their is a knock at the door.

"Go away dad!" I scream

"It's not ur dad april. it's ashton." he says

"Go away ashton u hate me just admit it"

" I could never hate you babe. I just wasn't thinking. I'm srry now please open the door before I have to break it down"

I don't say anything cause I can't really find the strength to get up and unlock the door.

A few seconds latter ashton smashes through the bathroom door n kneels down beside me.

"No. April! did u do this. why?"

I don't say anything I just layer in Ashton's arms as he bandages my arms and looked into his eyes.

"Ash?" I say softly

"Yea?" he says with a sad and scared look in his eyes.

"I love you." I say barely able to be heard.

Ash move some hear out of my face and kisses my forehead. "I love you to."

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