whore..bitch.. worthless.. not good enough.. (C.H. FANFIC)

Therapy : Cammie

Heey guys! this is a book that means a lot to me so please don't put rude comments. and here's a warning ❌self harming ❌and strong language ❌sexual scenes are going to be in this book! so don't message me saying omg you made me feel bad about my self cuz I warned you guy! thank you! byeee! also the video is therapy by all time low
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🐼 Cammie's Point of View :
"how have you been today?" my therapist asked me while I sat on the couch, in her small little room. I sigh and look around and stay quiet as usual, she softly smiles at me and asks more questions that kind of hurt me. "when are you ever going to talk about this instead of keeping it to yourself?!? this is what I'm here for! you come here every day and I have not heard you say one thing and it's been over 2 years since you started coming here!!" she almost screamed at the end. she got up and took 2 pills then said I could leave.

when I got home, I was greeted by my parents. I looked at them and heard them sigh. I went up to my room and turned on my music "Therapy" by All Time Low, came on.
" Therapy, your a walking travesty" when it ended i plopped on my bed with my laptop and went to my 'notes' icon, and wrote

" Hello.. do you still see me walking in the halls? looking down at the floor, afraid to look up. you ripped me apart, not by the hitting, but by the words. the words cut through me... I'm sorry I'm such a screw up.. I'm sorry I'm a whore.. I'm sorry I don't talk.. I'm just sorry.. bye

~ Cammie.
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"Diana let me be the one to light fire inside those eyes"

my alarm went off, yes that's how I wake up every morning.. I turn over on my left and hiss as I remember I have fresh cuts on my left hip. I get up and put on dark washed out blue skinny jeans, a grey sweatshirt that says "Love" on it in blue. yes my favorite color is blue.
leaving my hair down to hide my bruised neck. I wipe my eyes so it doesn't look like I've been crying as much. I then go to my closet and get my ugg boots on...
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when I got to the school doors I stopped and took a few deep breaths. and walked in. looking at the ground I herd people snicker and throw rude comments such as 'whore' 'go die' 'look at her.. PATHETIC!' 'Emo'
going to my locker I unlock it and a piece of paper flows down to the ground. and it says

" I saw you leaving that 'place' yesterday.. does the emo go to therapy?? wow pathetic bitch, it's not like those people can help with your problems! bye slut"
~ Calum