Just so ya know kellins hair is a few inches longer than this ^
I'm at my house because I can't constantly be at Oliver's house. I've been dating Oli for about a week and our date was amazing. He's really respectful and isn't pressuring me with anything.
With how amazing Oliver is it seems I should be happy.. but here I am on the verge of tears looking at myself in the mirror. I look too much like a girl. I hear my phone go off but I don't bother checking it.
I take a deep breath out and leave my room. I need food or water, probably both. When I'm in the kitchen I try not to look at my mother as I get a glass. Shes glaring at me, I can feel her eyes through me.
"You're boy toy isnt going to like it if you get surgery. He likes you because you're a girl," she says and I look at her.
"He's my boyfriend," I say not liking how she called him boy toy. She laughs making me feel small.
"You're so stupid, nobody's going love you. Nobody going to hold your hand and love you If you a 'guy', be a pretty girl we all know you are," she says.
"You're mom's right, we want what's best for our daughter and this is not it. You don't even stick with it. Guys date girls yet you say you're a guy but you are dating one? Does he call you 'him'? Has he ever had some guys dick up his ass?" My dad says..
They are working together to prove a point.. "i- I'm a guy-" I start trying to defend myself.
"No you aren't, guys have dicks and-" my mom cuts me off. I throw down the glass to the floor and it shatters.
"Fuck you!" I scream and run to my room slamming the door and locking it. I rush to the bathroom and grab the sharpest thing that's in view.
I pull up my sleeve and cut my healing wrist with the blade on the scissors. I only make three deep gashes before realizing I could actually kill myself so do something else.
I grab my hair and start chopping...
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After I'm done randomly chopping I fix it up so it doesn't look like a two year old cut my hair. Blood is getting everywhere but I dont care. I'm crying alone in the bathroom with hair and blood all over the floor.
I grab my phone and call Oli.. I should keep this a secret..
"Hey kellin, I've been trying to talk to you all day," he answers almost immediately.
"I- I fucked up," I say looking at my arm that's bleeding too much. I think I cut a vein or something.
"What happened? I'm on my way," he says and I hear doors opening and closing. I'm crying over the phone as I get blood all over my shirt.
"I'm-" I stop talking because I get a rush of a lightheaded feeling. "In my bathroom," I whisper going out and unlocking my door and then going back.
"What did you do? Are you okay?" He asks and I sit down as blood sides down my arm.
"I.. I hurt myself," I whisper and I hear him take a sharp breath in.
"How bad? Do I need to take you to the hospital?" He asks and I lift my arm and blood gushes out my arm.
My head spins and I start doubting my survival. I definitely cut too deep.. "answer me," he says and I brake down more.
"I'm s-sorry," I whimper feeling my life slip away. . .
Everything fades to black and I hear a thud. What was the thud? It was my body hitting the floor..
