Rebel pov:
Me and Y/N was out walking in the park, It was really hot like I'm dying in my clothes right now...but I'm really confused how Y/N is wearing a long sleeved shirt.
I asked here multiple of times to change in to her blue crop top that she brought just in case but she refused and stayed silent.
"Y/N please change your top your going to over heat in that" I said calmly.
"I'm ok dad really I'm fine" Y/N replied looking down.
"Well ok it's-" I got cut off by my daughter gasping at something I turned around but she turned my face back to her.
"Dad can we go home NOW!" She begged.
"Why we just got here-"
"DAD!"
"Ok...ok"
She speed walked out of the park leaving me trying to catch up to her from behind.
Third person pov:
As soon as rebel and Y/N got home, Y/N dashed to her bedroom locking it. Rebel knocked on the door but got no answer.
Rebel sighed leaving the door handle turning away.Y/N pov:
I gripped my face with my hands crying every last tear I had. I took off my t-shirt and unwrapped the white bandage covering the cuts on my lower arm, and looked for something sharp in my room.
I looked in draw to find a small pocket knife sitting there, I quickly grabbed it and cut one of my healing previous cuts. I whinced in pain but loved it at the same time, I watched the blood splat against my legs, I did it three more time and wrapped the bandage around my arm again.
○●○●○●○The next day○●○●○●○
Third person pov:
Y/N walked downstairs, meeting her dad at the table, rebel looked at Y/N with a concerned face he keeps noticing her rubbing her lower arm.
"Moring Y/N" rebel said giving her a plate of food. "How did you sleep".
"......not very good" Y/N replied.
"You haven't been sleeping very well for the last 2 weeks Is something on your mind" rebel asked.
"I'm fine dad....I'm going to be *yawn* late" and with that Y/N didn't even other eating, grabbed her school bag and left closing the door behind her.
Rebel shook his head and continued to clean. But still worried about his daughter she never acts like this, she doesn't sleep, eat or talk to me something definitely up.
°•°•°•°•°Time Skip°•°•°•°•°
2:18Rebel was clean his daughters room until he found something sticking out of draws, she turned of the Hoover and looked at the paper to see a scrunched up letter:
Dear diary,
I feel completely empty. I don't feel anything. Ever since I found out the mia my friend has been dating my boyfriend behind my back I cut myself a couple of times. It's not as bad but I really makes me feel better, i could've told my dad but he wouldn't understand.
Rebel, felt a tear come down his cheeks but flinched hearing his phone buzz. He wiped his tears and answered.
{Bold: teacher slanted: Rebel}
Hello is this Y/N dad
Yes it is what's the problem
Its Y/N she fell asleep in class
For the 3rd time these two weekYes she hasn't been sleeping very well
We've also noticed some scars
On her lower armSend her home I think I know what this issue is
Ok thank you
Third person pov:
Y/N opened the front door and was surprised to see her dad no where to be found, "dad" Y/N called out but she got no answer. She walked up the stairs to go to her room but gasped seeing rebel sit on her bed looking disappointed.
"Come here" Rebel said pointing infront of him. Y/N walked in front of her dad.
"Yes" she replied very worried inside.
Y/N's eyes grew big when her dad revealed the paper about the issue that began this whole situation."I'm going to ask you once and you better tell me...have you been self harming yourself?" Rebel asked holding her hand in his own.
"....dad don't do this" Y/N begged.
"ANSWER THE QUESTION!" And with those words Y/N collapsed on the floor and cried her eyes out.
"Yes..yes it's TRUE!" She blurted out. "I just can believe my best friend would do that".
"Why didn't you say anything..instead of cutting you could have told me and we could have sorted things out" Rebel said cradling Y/N in his strong muscular arms.
"I...I'm sorry daddy I didn't want to worry you" Y/N said sobbing on her dads shoulder.
"I'll always be there for you but... I'm going to ground you for cutting youself but only for a week because I don't want to make you worse" rebel said wiping her tears away.
"Ok I love you daddy" Y/N said smiling.
"I love you too my little fighter"
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