The Distraction

Chapter 7

A/N: Hello! It's Heaven! How did you guys like chapter 6? Alright, so if you read that authors note at the end of chapter 6, you know this is going to have a bit of a warning. I'll post the warning below this, and if you guys feel strongly against was it going to happen in this chapter, then go ahead to the next chapter. We'll sum it up in the next chapter. But if you don't feel strongly against was it about to happen, I would like for you to read this. Oh, by the way, I will be writing this chapter by myself this time. :) (Btw, the tweets that are used here, are not actual tweets.)

XO Shelbs<3
Xx Heaven

WARNING: This chapter will involve self harm. If you don't like it, please skip to the next chapter!!

Ashton's POV

I woke up with a pounding headache. I grabbed my phone and winced when it turned on and quickly turned down the brightness. Something caught my eye on my bedside table. I put my phone off and grabbed the note that was on my table. I smiled when I read it and happily took the medicine bottle and got the right amount. I put the pills in my mouth and grabbed the water. I took the medicine and went to go take a shower.

I took a glance over at the clock and saw it was 7:14am. I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans that were ripped at the knees and a white tank-top and went to the shower.
After I was done with the shower I got dressed and decided to see people on Twitter were up too. I logged onto Twitter and saw that Heaven tweeted something. I clicked on it and saw the picture and smiled. God, she's adorable. I favorited it and re-tweeted and I scrolled through the comments. I saw the hashtag and bit my lip. I clicked on hashtag and felt worthless by just the first tweet.

"#KeepCuttingAshtonYoureTrash Kys, you're beyond worthless"

"#KeepCuttingAshtonYoureTrash If you cut, you're pathetic. Remember, it's down the river, not across the bridge. Let's not fuck this up too"

"#KeepCuttingAshtonYoureTrash this hashtag is a joke, just like you"

"#KeepCuttingAshtonYoureTrash God why do you even bother to be in 5sos? Their better off without you."

What did I do? I've tried nothing but help people. Why am I the only one getting attacked?

"#KeepCuttingAshtonYoureTrash the entire 5sos fam is trash. #AshtonGirlShouldCommit
#LukeShouldDie
#MichaelGirlsShouldCommit"

I tried to find some that where sticking up for me. Has the fans not seen this hashtag yet? Have I pissed off the 5sos fam?

"#KeepCuttingAshtonYoureTrash this hashtag is honestly disgusting, if you're telling someone to cut, then you need to get check out. Unbelievable"

All of the memories from my past, being bullied, to actually self harming myself came back. When it did, it hurt more then when it actually happened. I'm guessing my anger got the best of me because I got off the bed and threw my phone at full force at the wall. I left my room with hot tears running down my face. Do people not understand that I have feelings too? That I'm human, I feel things.

I walked into my kitchen and got a glass, maybe drinking water would calm me down. I got the glass out of my cabinet and looked at it. The pain and fire in my chest is growing bigger. I let out a pathetic cry and threw the glass at the wall, watching it shatter. I grabbed another glass and threw it at the same wall and screamed out.

"What the fuck did I do to deserve this pain!?" I grabbed the vase that had flowers in it from my table and threw it on the ground. Water, glass, and flowers littered my house. I walked back to my room and grabbed my phone, shocked that it's still working. I sent a group text message to the boys and typed