Scars

"Where am I? How did I get here?" I ask while eating the food
"You are at my house. And I carried you. Just so you know you're not going back home." He replies
"But I'm too fat and heavy for anyone to lift me." I say and push the food away from me.
"No you're really light. Maybe too light. How much do you weigh?" He says
"U-ummm I don't wanna say..." I say and tears run down my face.
He just starts hugging me and telling me he's sorry for asking but I couldn't help but cry. Everyone calls me fat. I started to believe them all. I don't eat really anymore. I just wanna be skinny so people will like me. Why can't people like me yet. I'm trying so hard. But it's not good enough I guess. Why can't I be pretty like the other girls? I start crying harder and run into the bathroom. I lock the door and search for a razor. I found one. I start the bath water and get in with the razor in my hand. I bring the razor to my skin and slice it open. Blood fills the bath water. I feel more calm seeing my blood. I hear Ash in the background yelling my name and banging on the door. I just stay silent. I keep cutting my arms but that's not enough so I start cutting my stomach and legs but never too deep to die.....yet. I sit in the bath for a while and wait for my cuts to stop bleeding. After awhile the water starts to get cold so I decide to get out and get dressed. I come out of the bathroom and ask Ash if he has anything I could wear. He gives me some of his sweat pants, a Pikachu shirt, and a hoodie. They were all big on my but very comfortable. I put my emerald green hair in a messy bun. Then after all of this we watch a movie. The movie was Evil Dead. Me and Ash cuddled throughout the movie. A little while passed by and I started to fall asleep. Ash just let me sleep with my head on his chest. And oh my god it was so comfortable. I slept for like 2 hours. When I woke up I saw that Ash had fallen asleep. I check my phone to see what time it was. It is 2am. I turned the TV on and watched it for a while until I fell asleep again. We woke up the next morning still in each other's arms.