Hayes's POV
its now saturday and l feel alot better the ony thing thats putting me down is what not knowing whats going on with Lexi
Lexi's POV
Todays Saturday and i really didnt do anything, i didnt cry, i didnt cut, and i didnt feel completly dead inside. thats the first time in a while.
Since i have nothing better to do i got on my phone. i realized id been really inactive on my social medias. and people actually noticed and seemed like they cared. its good to know someone still cares...
i had thousands of comments and tweets asking me if something was wrong. i didnt know if i should talk about my cuts because some would be concerned and some would think i just wanted attention. and to be clear: all i wanted right now was to be out of the attention.
i thought about this for awhile i knew that not telling anyone would make everyone mad at me. I tend to really over think things now maybe thats the reas-- no Lexi stop, your overthinking right now!
i decided tto put a picture up for about 5 mins. hopefully no one will snapshot or try to make up rumors about it.
i take a picture of my wrist, open instagram and begin typing a caption:
"so... alot of you have been wondering where ive been, or what happened, and stuff like that. and im here to say... society happened. people happened. new places happened. new school happened.
Before you all go saying i just want attention, here me out, if i wanted attention, i wouldve posted this when it all started, i wouldve talked about it non stop, so please dont asume that i want attention.
i dont need any help making things worse right now..."
here goes nothing.
i post the picture and it instantly getss hundreds of comments. most of them were good. Thank God!
i scroll past alot of comments but one inparticular catches my eye
"@hayes_instagram: 'youre too beautiful to do that to yourself. you can get through this. i heard you were in NC. we should meet up sometime. maybe film a video?😊😉"
Hayes's POV
when i was lowkey stalking Lexi again. i was on her instagram and noticed she posted something. i was really excited i dont know why i just wanted to know how she was doing. then i tapped on the picture... i cant believe this. why would she do this. who caused her to do this. i need to know i need to stop this and above all that i just need to meet her.
i look closer at the photo and notice a "davidson day" logo on a notebook in the background
my school she goes to my school. and shes getting bullied there. this was the one and only time i wish i had gone to school.
This is risky on so many levels.... but its worth a shot
i comment:
"@hayes_instagram: 'youre too beautiful to do that to yourself. you can get through this. i heard you were in NC. we should meet up sometime. maybe film a video?😊😉"
maybe she'll DM me on twitter maybe she'll just respond... i really didnt think this through.
i clicked off the picture and refreshed her profile. the picture was gone. she deleted it. who would keep that up. i just really hope she saw that comment.
now its 10 PM i decide to just lay down and relax. i dont want to fall asleep because i have faith that she saw my comment and that she might just contact me in anyway possible.
YOU ARE READING
It wasn't that simple h.g
Fanfici spend a lot of time hating myself if you could just let me be feelin myself this one time that'd be awesome