Y/n's pov...
I've self harmed ever since I was 13, I mean my parents didn't notice I was getting bullied at school and dating a tiktok start doesn't exactly help it.
I looked at my Instagram account on my recent picture of me and Quinton.
Kill yourself
Looks like someone's gained weight.
She isn't even pretty he belongs with CYNTHIA not some whore.
Why does she even exist?!
Ew.just imma go throw up now.
Haha she's ugly🤡
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Why do they hate me so much? I'm just dating the boy I love. I mean I k ow I'm not perfect and that I'm not flat but like I've done nothing.
I sat there crying for an hour. You know what fuck it. I walked over to the bathroom and opened my little bags with my blades in them.
One...
Two...
Three...
I just kept going I couldn't stop it untill I heard Quinton.
Quinton: Baby! I brought fooddddd
Oh shit.hes gonna come in the room
So I put the blades away as fast as I could and cleaned up the blood on the counter and tried to clean up my arm but he came in.
Quinton: oh my God. Y/n, why didn't you tell me? Are you ok? Do you need stitches
Quinton was panicking but I crumpled to the floor and cried
Y/n: They hate me..
Quinton kneeled down on the floor next to me.
Quinton: who hates you?
Y/n: your fans and everyone and I just can't do it. It's too much I got enough of it from my parents I'm never gonna be enough oh God I feel so useless.ive been doing this since I was fourteen
Quinton: y/n, we met when we were 15.does that mean ....
He went silent and looked at you and you nodded with tears in your eyes
Quinton:oh babe.
He pulled you in a hug which made you cry even harder.
You rolled up your shorts and the sleeves of your hoodie to reveal several scars and cuts.
Quintons eyes were filled with pain for you.
After hesitation he kissed each of your thighs, then your wrists, then your arms.
Quinton: your perfect to me and if no one else can see that then there crazy.i love you ok?
Y/n: I love you too.
Then you got cleaned up and cuddled with him for the rest of the night
