hey angel - daniel seavey

part 15

TRIGGER WARNING (not really, but if you are sensitive about self harm and subjects related to it, skip the chapter or skim through it. thank you)

livs pov 

a few hours after the picnic and sunset, we went back to my house. daniel left a few of his clothes in my closet the last time he came by, so we both went to change into something more comfortable. 

i changed, took my makeup off and washed my face to get off any of the excess makeup. i went back into my room to see daniel scrolling through his phone. "hey, what are you doing?" i asked, "just scrolling through instagram and liking a few fan edits" he answered back. 

i love how he always makes time for his fans, he may not have many but it's an appreciative number. "c-can i talk to you about something?" i hesitated, i was nervous to talk to him about this thing because it was a very touchy subject. "yeah, anything." he gave a weak smile. 

"remember the scars you saw on my thighs the other night?" i asked, "yeah" he rubbed the back of his neck hesitantly. "i used to self harm, when i was twelve, my parents died in a car crash. it was all a blur, it was like one minute they were right beside me then the next my aunt came rushing to here to take me to the hospital." i huffed out, trying to contain my tears. 

i continued before he could apologize for something he hasn't even done, "i was rushed to the hospital, i kept on asking my aunt what has happened and where we were going. she never answered me until we got there. as soon as i saw my parents in hospital beds next to each other, i didn't know how to react. i broke down in tears and fell to the ground, knowing that they probably won't make it out alive and that i won't have parents by the next few days." i went on and on.

"my only escape was self harm, it was the only way i could get rid of my pain. my parents missed my thirteenth birthday due to them being in the hospital. that's the day i started cutting, my own birthday. i stopped harming myself a couple years ago, it took a couple therapy sessions, but i eventually found my happy place." i finished and let out a small, weak smile.

daniel gave me a warm bear hug and kissed my cheek lightly, i hugged him back and slightly smiled. "i love you, and i'm here for you anytime. i'm sorry about your parents, but i'm glad you're happy and doing well." he says warmly, "i love you too, thank you. for everything," the last few tears flowed down my cheek and that was the last thing i remembered before falling asleep.

third person pov

daniel ran his fingers through liv's hair and heard her soft snores, she was probably exhausted after all the explanation and crying she's done. he smiled softly at how beautiful she looked without makeup, her freckles showed and they were absolutely beautiful.

 he'd have to convince her to stop wearing makeup one day. daniel felt a little down after what liv told him, she lost her parents at a young age and had gone through so much at that time. the only thing he could do is treat her like a queen and love her unconditionally. 

liv's part of her future that had been added was that she was gonna spend her whole life with daniel, they'd get married, have kids and grow old together at some point. she could see it all, whilst she was sleeping she had a dream that she and daniel grew together and ended up getting married. she's fallen for him in such little time, but she knew it was true love.

as for daniel he thought the same thing would happen, he's been treated so badly in the past but liv was the one. he could see the lust in her eyes, the adventure in her. she could light up the whole room, she could look like the other people in a room and he's still be able to point her out and make eye contact with her at all times. 

their love was unconditional, they were meant to be. they'll never get sick of each other, they'd be each other's forever.

i DO NOT support self harm in any shape or form. i DO NOT suggest trying it at any point in your life, even if it was a rough, rocky road. there is always another way out there. talk to someone, write your feelings down, but never turn towards self harm. this chapter is supposed to explain why liv had the scars on her thighs and why she's lived alone in the big house. once again never turn to self harm and find another way you could help yourself. <3