"Come on!" Caden hopped down the hall in front of me and Owen.
"You have to admit it was a blast. All those people dancing to our music."
"It wasn't even our music." Owen glanced over at me for help and I nodded.
"True." Caden held up a finger. "But it could be."
Owen and I both lunged forward and Grabbed Caden's arms before He bumped into a girl with a poster board.
"Sorry." He waved before we moved on. "And After that you still don't want to get the band back together?" He questioned.
"Nope." Owen said.
"I don't believe you, not for a second. We have a drummer and a bassist now. We're perfect. And We already have a name."
"I don't have an eating disorder. And neither do you." Owen pointed out.
"Yeah, but Charlie does, and Ryder. What about Alex?" Caden looked at me.
"I'm not entirely sure why Alex is here." I looked down.
Self-harm, from his depression?
"Well he's skinny enough to have one. And what if we changed the name to Ana cuts?" Caden lifted an eye brown.
I looked at Owen, "I really like that name."
"Yes!" Caden jumped, "Two for the band!"
"She said she liked the name not that she was going to be in it." Owen looked at him.
"I think it's a good idea." Alex came to walk between Owen and I. Caden was still walking backward excitedly. "We're all stuck in this place, so we might as well have something to keep us busy. You know to get our minds off of why we're here."
"Ana cuts." Owen said.
"Ana cuts." Caden held up his hands.
"Ana Cuts." I nodded.
"Ana cuts." Alex tossed up a hand agreeing.
"Ana cuts." Ryder came to my other side and held out his hand.
Caden put in his hand followed by Alex. Alex grabbed my hand and put it on top of his. I left it there.
"Come on little Owen." Ayelie slapped a hand on mine.
"Yeah." Clara came up between me and Alex slapping on a hand.
"Come on Owen. Hurry up and put your hand in before people start to think we're praying to a cult." I muttered looking around
"This is a fuckin' cult." He slapped his hand in.
We all tossed our hands into the air.
"Yeah!" Caden laughed, slapping Ryder's hand as they pulled each other into a hug.
Clara pulled me into a hug by my shoulders.
Ana Cuts.
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The Self-Harmed
RandomCharlie hurts herself. When Her parents find out they send her to a recovery home, which is a school with dorms, Which have Doctors and Nurses crawling around, with sharp tongues and steel eyes with clip boards ready to write down every cut, suicide...