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Battle Scars // Cameron Dallas

poisonedclifford

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Reads 13,752
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Parts 18
Time 2h 27m

poisonedclifford

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"I can't do this Cameron! i need it. I crave the pain." I screech. the blood from my wrist trickles from my hand leaving poka dots on the cold bathroom tiles.
  
  "Alexis! You're bleeding." he runs to my arm cupping the fresh cut. Salty water touch the aching skin. "Please Alexis don't do this." Cameron mumbles.
  
  "Hell if you care!" I snap, jerking my arm back. He looks up at me, eyes swallow red already, tear stain cheeks.
  
  "I do care."
  
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  Sucky intro i know ha but please check it out 
  WARNING! There may be some triggers in this story but loves remember you are perfect and beautiful don't let a piece of metal define you! Stay strong, eat real meals, tell yourself you are beautiful because it is true... I go through depression, self-harm, and other stuff every day! I'll always be here for you! 
  Please enjoy this wonderful journey of Alexis and Cameron!All Rights Reserved

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