Mental Hospital ; luke hemmings

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ιт ωαѕ тнє мι∂∂ℓє σf ѕpring how could I possibly hide the cuts going all the way up my wrist and down my thighs? My mom was taking my twin sister Emily and I out to breakfast this morning and she said to look formal.

After debating I put on a knee length flower dress and a long sleeved black cardigan. I hope this will do for now. This is not the time to be caught.

I really was not in the mood. I apologized to my mother last night but not before I completely ruined myself. I put 19 cuts on each arm and 9 sliced right through my thighs.

Michael still hasn't called or text me so I assumed he knew I knew or that's he's just busy. I can't wait to hear his excuse.

Seeing what he did with that girl was quite disturbing. But I can't blame him. She was much prettier and skinnier than me. Her hair was long down her back and mine barely touches my shoulders. He deserves to have someone like her instead of me.

I walked downstairs to the kitchen where my mom, dad, brother Griffin and sister Emily sat. I slightly smiled at them and sat down on the couch next to Griffin.

He laid his head down on top of mine, snuggling his body in to mine.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him off of me. Before he could say anything I got up and walked back upstairs to my room.

I was about to take out my blade when my mom yelled that it was time to go.

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We arrived at Cracker Barrel ten minutes later and we waited for our names to be called for a table.

When our name was called we were seated by a window with four chairs. Emily and I sat across from my mom.

I looked to my left and say a tall blond boy sitting with two girls. One of them had red, ginger hair, and the other had dark brown hair and green eyes.

The boy looked me in the eye for three seconds before looking down at my arm. I became nervous and shifted my body to the opposite side of him. From the corner of my eyes I saw him say something to the girls and then they all looked at me. What were they doing?

I excused my self from the table and walked in to the bathroom. I walked in to a stall and closed the door, when a hand stopped me. I looked up and say the girl with the dark hair. She reminded me of the girl Michael was kissing.

"Um what are you-" I was cut off my by her walking all the way in the stall and locking the door.

"You might want to fix your arm. You may be wearing a black jacket but its thin enough to see through." I looked down at my arm and realized she was right. You could see the swells on my arm and some of the blood was bleeding through.

I became very angry for some reason. I reached my hand around the girl unlocked the door and pushed her out of the stall. She slightly fell from the impact but steadied herself. I pushed her out of the whole bathroom and luckily she didn't come back in.

I pulled off my cardigan and looked at my wrists. The blood was all over my arms. I took paper towels and put them under the water and scrubbed my arms. I realized that was a huge mistake when a searing pain came out of my arms. I winced loudly but not loud enough for anyone to hear.

I became flustered after awhile and my body began to shake. The walls were closing in on me and I couldn't breath. I bent my knees to try and get air through but it didn't. All of a sudden everything went black.

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A/N ok so now that you know the characters I was thinking I could have a q and a? But you ask the characters a question. Like for Luke you could be like: Luke what's your disorder? And then he would answer and say my disorder is... Or he could react different. I got this idea from the author of texting which is a really good book! So I am really looking forward to the q and a!

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