(JAEDEN'S POV)
After last night I decided that school wasn't going to be the best idea today, a day or two away from it all would maybe let everyone forget about me and Wyatt's confrontation, deep down I knew it was a pipe dream though. For once I wasn't awoken from a Finn Wolfhard text and that made me remember I didn't go round to his after school yesterday to help clean his car, how could I have been so stupid, that car was his baby and I was meant to help clean off the hateful message on it. I quickly flicked him a text and he said that him and Jack just did it, he assured me that it was ok, but I still felt guilty. I shouldn't let my best friend down like that, especially on such a touchy matter as his car. Skipping school was never an issue with the early hours my parents worked so I just headed downstairs to grab a quick breakfast, I usually don't have time for breakfast because i'm always late but today I had all the time in the world. As I ate down a Pop Tart I couldn't help but notice that the cuts on my forearms had hardened, but really stung. I knew that this pain wouldn't go away so I quickly took a pain-killer from up in the medecine cabinet. 2 hours later and nothing had changed I knew I would have to take more drastic measures to reduce the pain, Dad always had spare vodka inside his bedside table and for the rest of the day, I just got pissed on vodka, I could barely feel a thing on my forearms.
This is how the rest of my week went, each night before school I told myself I'd be back the next day, but in the morning once my depression set in, I knew there was no chance of me going to school. I was drunk for the whole week and just depressed until on Thursday night Finn sent me a text, "We've missed you at school bro, are you all good to come over tommorow night I've missed you". This instantly made me feel way better, but I was in such a sorry state, it would be hard for them to see me like this, I knew I needed some company so I replied saying yes and just slipped back into the hole i've been in for the last three days.
Finn was picking me up in 30 minutes and this Friday was going about the same that everyday has seemed to go, just getting drunk and watching Netflix. I got out of bed with the little amount of motivation I had a took a shower, I hadn't showered since I cut myself and I smelled like shit, I got out put a long sleeve t-shirt on to hide the cut marks and some jogger's with some Nike trainers. When Finn came to the door to pick me up he knew I wasn't in a good place, my face was as pale as a ghost and I looked like I was about to vomit. "Jae are you alright, you look in a pretty horrible place", I knew I wasn't alright, but it would just be easier to lie and say I had a cold, "yeh i'm fine i've caught the flu, but i'm feeling way better today". I could tell he knew I was lying through the skin of my teeth but he didn't question it. On the way back to Finn's house we picked up Jack and got ice creams, the ice cream made my raspy throat feel much better. Once we got to Finn's house I chucked my bag up in his room and we just chatted for hours, they caught me up on how everything had been going at school, apparently Wyatt had barely said anything to them over the last four days. Oh great I thought to myself because now I knew it was personal, I just don't understand what i've done to him for him to hate me so much. For the rest of the night we just watched movies until Jack had fallen asleep, it was at that point in which Finn grabbed me and took me out of the room. He knew I had been lying to him about how i've been feeling the past few days and he really put some questions on me. "Jaeden what have you actually been doing the last few days?, I know you don't actually have the flu, We're best friends Jae, please tell me". I refused to answer any of them and he just continued to beg for answers, eventually I just cracked, I told him about the alcohol and the self-harm. After I finished unloading answers to him I broke down in hysterics, he was just there to comfort me, he told me "it's alright, we can get through this" as he got me in a hug and carried me into his room and on his bed. I had a mattress set up but he thought it would be a much better idea to comfort me, I just fell asleep crying in his arms wondering what I was going to do with my life.
