Amy's POV
After my last period I met up with Scarlett and Luna while we waited for Avery to pick us up. I decided to keep my mouth shut till we got home, I don't want her to freak out and do something rash.
"How was school?"
"Fine. I saw Matt today, but someone killed the mood" She said looking at Luna.
"It's not like that stopped you two from kissing"
She turned red and looked down. Avery got here and we headed home.
The car ride was quiet and I could tell Avery was nervous. I looked at her sympathetically and we got home. When we got into the house Scarlett went straight to our room. Me and Avery looked at each other before heading in. Scar was starting her homework for the first time in forever and we both sat down on either side of her.
"What is it" She said knowing we were about to talk to her about something.
"We wanna talk to you about something" Avery said.
"What is it this time" She said annoyed
"You've seemed stressed these past few days" I said
"Schools stressful"
"You've been stress scratching a lot"
"I have? I didn't really notice"
"Scar, are you cutting again?" Avery said
Her expression changed. At first it was mild annoyance but it changed to fear. She completely froze. I think she realized her expression and relaxed her body pretending to be fine.
"No, why would you think that?"
"Because I saw blood in the sink the other night after you were in there"
"And you broke that glass the other day"
She paused for a second before speaking. "That's all circumstantial"
Why is she still lying?
"Scarlett, if your cutting again you need to tell us" Avery said
"I'm not" She said sternly
"Can you roll up your sleeves?"
"I don't want you two staring at my scars"
"I know but we need to know that your not doing it" I said
"No. I'm not cutting again"
Still lying. I know she's cutting. I just do.
"Just lift up your sleeves please" Avery said
She stood up and looked upset. "No, I told you guys I'm not lifting up my sleeves"
"Why are you hiding your scars now? You usually don't care when your around us"
"Well I do now"
It's obvious she's cutting again. "I wanna make sure your cuts aren't infected or anything" Avery said on the same page I was. We won't force her sleeves up but this is important.
"I'm not cutting" She said this time with tears forming in her eyes.
"Scar-
"IM NOT CUTTING!!!"
We both jumped at her sudden outburst. "I'm not cutting okay?"
"Scarlett it's okay. Remember what we talked about? Let us help you" I said
She looked down at the ground and sat down in front of us before saying something. "Don't overreact"
Me and Avery looked at each other before reassuring her we wouldn't overreact, though we both knew we'd have a hard time controlling our worry.
"We won't" Avery said calmly
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Scarlett's POV
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A Dead Girl
Ficción GeneralScarlett is a 13 year old girl that struggles with depression, anxiety, and an eating disorder. She has an abusive mom and a dying dad. She is loosing hope. Will she push through and find light or fall deeper into the darkness?
