After a long time trying to get out of dinner, I ate half of my meal of spaghetti and meatballs, courtesy of Chef Styles.
(Self-Harm mentions in detail. Dont like, dont read. Thanks!)
"Can I go now?" I ask as I set my fork down.
"Eat. Finish your plate." Liam says. I growl and stand up.
"Where are you going?! You need to finish." Louis says. I turn around.
"No! I cant eat all of it! My body and metabolism is not made to eat much. I cant finish it." I say with a pleading look in my eyes.
"Come and-" Liam and Louis began, but Zayn cut him off.
"Let her go," he says to them. "If you get hungry, I will heat something up."
"Thanks, Zayn." I say with a smile. I turn back and go upstairs. When I reach my room, I collapse onto my bed. I stare at the ceiling for what felt like ages, but in reality, was just moments. I felt my shoulders begin to shake. Thats when I noticed the familiar feeling of a pool of knots resting in the bottom of stomach, resting on my waist, my eyes beginning to water, and my hands began to shake furiously. I clench them into fists then release them. Oh gosh...
I fly off my bed into the bathroom. I fumble horridly in my secret area for my blades. I grip the blade in my hand and press it to my wrist, right over the vein. I didnt press hard enough, I didnt think. But I made sure my lines were even and close together and I went all the up until I got to my elbow and stopped. I looked down at the mess I made on the white marble floor and white fluffy carpet.
"Oh shit..." I say. I shrug and start at the bottom again. I do this three times before the boys come barging into the bathroom. Harry slipped in the doorway on a pool of blood. Thats when I noticed all of the crimson running off my arms and onto the white floor.
Liam jumped over Harry and Louis helped Harry up. Zayn followed Liam over to me. Zayn held me while Liam tore the blade from my hands.
"NO! PLEASE! NO! GIVE IT BACK!" I begged. Niall walked in and saw us. Through my tears, I saw his shoulders shaking meaning he was crying. My head was beginning to become dizzy and things began to blur.
"I take it that this is a yes to Option 2?" Louis grunted as he pulled Harry off the slick floor.
"Yeah. Niall, call Demi and get the number for her rehab center. Zayn, call a hospital. Harry, get cleaned up. Louis, start packing her bag. She's gonna be gone for a while, I can tell." And then, I blanked.
And my world went black all over again.
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FanfictionCharlotte Elaine disappears after a car accident she was involved in. People died. People survived. People were lost. People were found. And for some... People found love in lost hope.
