7th Floor West | JF

Chapter 7

I looked up at Jimmy, and I looked down and laughed. "No... Why would you think that?" I looked back up at him, and he was staring directly at me. "Megan, you can tell me." I stayed silent for a few moments before Jimmy finally spoke up.

"Meg... Do you selfharm...?"

I looked up at Jimmy, and without even knowing it, a tear slipped from my eye. "Y-Yes..." I whispered, almost inaudibly. Jimmy scooted over next to me and hugged me tightly, and I sat there rigidly. "Why? You're so much better than that." I looked at Jimmy and said, "It's so hard, Jimmy... You wouldn't understand." Just when Jimmy was about to continue talking, Nancy knocked on the door and asked for him to help make dinner. I watched as Jimmy exited my room, and Gary came in and jumped on my bed. He licked my face and I smiled lightly.

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I sat on the couch in the living room as I watched the Yankees game on TV. They were playing the San Francisco Giants, and it was a good game so far. As a commercial came on, I heard Nancy and Jimmy come inside. "Hey Meg! I'm gonna take Winnie with me while I go shopping and Jimmy will stay here with you! Do you want anything?"

Crap.

"No, I'm alright! Thanks though!" I said, trying to seem calm. Maybe Jimmy had forgotten about yesterday. Nancy closed the door behind her as she took Winnie with her, and Jimmy came and sat down next to me. "Hey pal." He said, smiling. "Hey." I replied, not sure how to respond emotionally. "How's the game?" He asked, and I said, "It's good, Jeter had a 2-run homer to put the Yankees up 2-0." It was silent for a few moments, and Jimmy finally broke the ice.

"Meg, can I talk to you in my room?" He asked. I hesitated, and Jimmy grabbed my hand comfortingly. "I know you don't want to talk about it, but we need to. Please, Megan." I gave in to Jimmy's request, and I followed him to his room. I sat down on his bed, and he shut the door behind him. He came and sat down next to me, and he turned and faced me.

"Why do you do it, and where do you do it?" He asked me sincerely. His protective side was showing, and I twiddled my thumbs and looked at the ground. "Meg, please..." He pleaded, and I whispered almost inaudibly, "My thigh..." Jimmy turned to me and brought my chin up so that I was facing him. "Why?" He asked, hurt obvious in his tone. I hesitated for a moment, and then I began. "It's a release... It's really hard to describe, Jimmy..." He grabbed my hand.

"You and I both know why it's hard to describe... Because there's no good reason that you should be hurting yourself or treating yourself like that. It breaks my heart to see you struggling like this. As your older brother, I'm supposed to protect you, and I can't do that unless you open up to me. I want to help you through this, Meg."

I looked into Jimmy's eyes and saw them glistening with emotion. I slid over and wrapped my arms around his neck, clinging to him tightly. "I love you so much." I whispered, and Jimmy hugged me, rubbing my back comfortingly as he said, "I love you so much more pal." As we separated, Jimmy said, "Please try and come to me when you feel down like this, okay?" I nodded, and Jimmy and I went back into the living room to watch the rest of the Yankees game.

[Sorry for the relatively short chapter, I've been super busy! I'm trying to update as much as I can! By the way, some drama is coming up so get ready.]