'There she goes again,' I think to myself 'Mutilating her hips and thighs.' I sigh because all I can do is sit back and watch. 'What's the point of even being a guardian angel if I can't stop her from committing suicide or self harm? I can't even touch her without losing my wings and if I do well I'm screwed.' She pulls up her pants with a slight moan wiping the tears from her face, I know how much it hurts each cut hurts me as well as her. I push my dark brown hair out of my face waiting to see what she does next, I'm guessing she'll go to sleep since it is 10:30.
I really hate being stuck with her to protect. I mean she's a good person, one of the nicest I've seen, but she committed suicide every single life she's had. It's like she's only a trial session, you get her for about 15 years then one day poof! she's gone, but I'm stuck with her, forever.
She walks to the bathroom without me realizing it. I snap out of my thoughts when she reenters the room, this time she looks down at her stomach and lifts up her shirt
"Fat," she whispers tearing up "I'm so disgusting, who would ever love me?"
She walked to the bathroom again and this time I follow her. She gets a hair tie and pulls her hair up into a high ponytail then she leans over the toilet bowl and puts her finger down her throat, she begins to purge. She can't quite do it at first but after a few minutes of sticking her finger in her throat she finally does it, she finally pukes. She seems kind of happy when she does it. When she gets done she looks rather pale, well paler than she usually is. She climbs into bed looking mentally and physically exhausted. I can't help her, all I can do is just hope she doesn't have any nightmares.
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Angel Wings
Fanfiction"She's too good for this." I constantly tell myself. She deserves the best, but I can't give it to her. If only I could show her how much she meant to me. If only she knew how much I love her. If only I wouldn't lose my wings. (Warning does include...
