chapter 8

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"I made this song for you,Macy."
He clicked full screen and play."My happy little pill.Take me away,Come alive.Bring Colour to my skies,My sweet little pill."He stopped it at that.Water filled my eyes and streamed down my pale face.Troye turned to me and hugged me as I sobbed in his chest.
"Why are you crying Macy?"he asked me as I pulled away from his tearstained shirt and started covering my scarred wrists.
"No one has ever had such strong feelings for me.Its either emotional hate or physical hate,Troye.You won't understand."I said voice crackling.
"Macy I do."he said
"No you dont."I answered.
He took his wrist.
He rolled up to his long sleeve dark red shirt,just to reveal a canvas of scars on his wrist,my eyes welling up at the sight.He grabbed my wrist and rolled up my black long sleeved oversized hoodie to reveal the same canvas as he cried,and I cried.After crying,I stood up from his bed and grabbed at his phone.
"Whats your passcode?"I asked him,seeing that it wasnt the number passcode,It was the word kind of passcode.
"M+T"Troye answered.I typed it in,went to contacts and dialed my moms phone num.She picked up at the second ring.
"Who the hell is this."I heard my mom say.
"Youre one and only daughter."I answer.
"What do you want honey?"She says,loud noises in the background.
"Im sleeping over and my friends house,K?"I ask.
"K."she says as she hangs up.

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