Will You Save Me?
Let's stop.
I take the napkins away from my face and see there is so much blood I feel like I'm going to faint. Abraham looks at me and his eyes go wide.
"Holly shit are you ok?" He says getting up and speed walking over to the table where the napkins are and bringing all of them over to me and handing me some.
"Ummm yea I think so...there is just some much blood." I say putting the napkins on my nose.
"Dont worry,you'll ok ok,I've had many bloody noses before. What happend to you anyway?" He asks tilting his head to the side with a slight frown.
"Just some bitch hit me in the face with a basket ball."I say rolling my eyes remembering what happend. "But what happend to you? You seem to know the nurse pretty well." I say with a smirk on my face.
"Well let's just say that I get into many fights."he says smirking at me."but why do people treat you like that?"he says tilting his head with a confused face.
"Well what they say is they don't like ' ugly emo sluts ' like me." I say looking down at my PE shorts.
"Seems like we have something in common,but in I'm called an ' ugly emo faggot 'but same thing." He says with a little laugh at the end. I smile at him and he smiles at me but then he looks down at the floor looking sad.
"what's wrong? Are you ok?" I say getting worried. I kinda thought I was going to have a real friend at the moment but it doesn't seen like it.
"Well ummm....I'm not trying to come out rude or anything but......you self...harm?" He says looking up at me with some of his hair in front of his face. I'm kinda token back from this. If I say yes will he tell me to ' fuck off emo' or something like that? But he seems so concerned that I think I should tell the truth...so I am. I nod and look back down at my shorts feeling tears coming to my eyes. I feel him put his hand on my back and that's when i let everything out and cry. He comes next to me and sits down next to me and holds me in his arms and puts my head on his chest. I feel a rush of releaf letting everything out and holding someone that really cares.
"Man I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. I just don't be leave that you would do something like that toy yourself. You seem like a happy person all the time. He says in a caring voice.
"it's fine. Y-you just wanted to know. If you don't mind me asking but to you self harm to? " I say kinda slowly sitting up. He looks down at his wrist full of bracelets like mine and takes them off seeing all the scars. I eyes widen and look at him. He didn't seem like the type of person to do something like that.
"I think we should stop." He says putting his bracelets on.
"What?"
"Stop cutting. Together. We don't need to do this to our selfs. We only do this to make us feel better but everytime I look at my wrist I just feel like shit." He says looking at me "we can do this."
"ok. Let's do this. No more cutting." I say
"Holly shit are you ok?" He says getting up and speed walking over to the table where the napkins are and bringing all of them over to me and handing me some.
"Ummm yea I think so...there is just some much blood." I say putting the napkins on my nose.
"Dont worry,you'll ok ok,I've had many bloody noses before. What happend to you anyway?" He asks tilting his head to the side with a slight frown.
"Just some bitch hit me in the face with a basket ball."I say rolling my eyes remembering what happend. "But what happend to you? You seem to know the nurse pretty well." I say with a smirk on my face.
"Well let's just say that I get into many fights."he says smirking at me."but why do people treat you like that?"he says tilting his head with a confused face.
"Well what they say is they don't like ' ugly emo sluts ' like me." I say looking down at my PE shorts.
"Seems like we have something in common,but in I'm called an ' ugly emo faggot 'but same thing." He says with a little laugh at the end. I smile at him and he smiles at me but then he looks down at the floor looking sad.
"what's wrong? Are you ok?" I say getting worried. I kinda thought I was going to have a real friend at the moment but it doesn't seen like it.
"Well ummm....I'm not trying to come out rude or anything but......you self...harm?" He says looking up at me with some of his hair in front of his face. I'm kinda token back from this. If I say yes will he tell me to ' fuck off emo' or something like that? But he seems so concerned that I think I should tell the truth...so I am. I nod and look back down at my shorts feeling tears coming to my eyes. I feel him put his hand on my back and that's when i let everything out and cry. He comes next to me and sits down next to me and holds me in his arms and puts my head on his chest. I feel a rush of releaf letting everything out and holding someone that really cares.
"Man I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. I just don't be leave that you would do something like that toy yourself. You seem like a happy person all the time. He says in a caring voice.
"it's fine. Y-you just wanted to know. If you don't mind me asking but to you self harm to? " I say kinda slowly sitting up. He looks down at his wrist full of bracelets like mine and takes them off seeing all the scars. I eyes widen and look at him. He didn't seem like the type of person to do something like that.
"I think we should stop." He says putting his bracelets on.
"What?"
"Stop cutting. Together. We don't need to do this to our selfs. We only do this to make us feel better but everytime I look at my wrist I just feel like shit." He says looking at me "we can do this."
"ok. Let's do this. No more cutting." I say
well fuck me over the batmobile i did NOT expect that whoa
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