Help Me, Mom | Demi Lovato

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Alex's POV
It took almost half the day to clean and sort. Mom also kept reminiscing on everything. It was BORING.

"I'm going to use the bathroom." I stated simply to both Mom and Scooter. We were talking to Scooter about some important stuff over video chat.

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I ran into the bathroom and took off my shoe. I immediately grabbed ahold of my blade.

"Hello, old friend." I whispered as I twirled it around in my fingers.

DO IT

"What do you think I'm doing?" I spoke back to my demons. I rolled down my pants, so I can cut my thighs. I made several cuts on my thighs. I watched as the crimson blood poured out of the cuts. I deserve the pain. I make everyone unhappy. I put too much stress on them.

"Alex, are you almost done in there?" Mom asked as she knocked on the bathroom door. I panicked and dropped the blade. "What was that?!" She panicked.

"It was just my toothbrush!" I lied as I turned on the sink water. I washed my thighs quickly and pulled up my pants. Putting the blade in my pocket, I opened the door.

"Let me see." Mom said as I immediately opened the door.

"See what?" I asked.

"Your arms." Mom stated simply. Luckily I cut on my thighs lately and not my arms. I held my arms out in front of her and she rolled up my sleeves, checking for new cuts. "I'm proud of you, baby girl." She kissed my forehead.

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She shouldn't be proud though, I thought to myself.

"Why shouldn't I be?" Mom asked. I gave her a confused look. "You were thinking out loud."

"Oh.. uh.. um.." I struggled to form words. Mom gave me a look as if to say, we'll talk later. I nodded and we headed back to our meeting with Scooter.

A/N: Sorry this chapter is short. I'm honestly running out of ideas. So if you have any, feel free to share.