Give me a reason to believe

Time Lapse - 1 week
Franks P.O.V -

I got checked out off the hospital today. They had to do tests, which made me wait longer to go home. Other known as a fucking week. My parents have been watching over me more closely. They would check on me once every hour. It was getting harder to cut myself in secret since they checked me. I couldn't cut my wrists, my torso, or my ankles. I have to find another place to cut myself. Ever since I almost died, My parents told me if they find more scars, They're gonna check me into a mental institution. FUN! I haven't felt any better about myself. I still feel like complete shit. Today since I got out of the hospital, Mikey's taking me into town. I was currently in town with Mikey, who had to SWEAR to my mum that he would look over me, getting coffee and sitting outside in the little tables at starbucks. "So Frank, c-can I ask you something...?" Mikey slowly asked me. Well SHIT. "Anything man." I answered taking a sip of my coffee. "Why'd you do it?" he asking slowly with those puppy eyes. I sat back and sighed. How do i explain this to him. Which I DIDN'T. "Well, I was getting tired looking at myself, such an imperfect person." "Also all the bullshit life was throwing at my face." I trailed off. We were on the way home, When i heard a voice i've thought i've heard before. Ding Ding Ding. I was correct. It was that guy john, Back in kindergarten. In the backfield. "Yo squirt is this your gay friend? Are yall gonna make out later?" John said. Oh god another asshole to make fun of me. God I need asshole repellent, like bruh. "Fuck..." I murmured under my breath. Mikey just turned around to be hit with another insult by the douche. "Is this your boy toy kid?" he laughed. I slowly turned around to see him laughing at that horrible joke of his. I grabbed Mikey's hand and i said "Let's go." Mikey gave a nod and continued down the street. That's when I 'Fell' to the ground. Well I didn't fall really, I was knocked down by him jumping on my back. When I fell my nose hit the concrete hard, I thought it was broken. Then I look up to see Mikey pull out his phone and call my MUM. Oh god like I needed that. God this guy reeked of alcohol and weed. I finally punched the guy, Then kicked him off of me. I grabbed Mikey's hand and ran. we reached my house and we ran inside. My mum asked us what's wrong when she saw us. Also she saw my nose. We looked outside to see that douche John was gone. So my mum drove Mikey home. And then me to the hospital to check my nose. It was just bruised, It was supposed to get better in like a couple of days. Later that night i got my new pencil sharpener and got my screwdriver. Well I now have a new razor. I guess I can start my collection again. I found a new place to cut. My thigh it was covered by my underwear and pants. Also my parents don't check there, Only my wrists, ankle, and my torso. It felt so good. I put 15 new scars, I don't know why that number, I just did.

Notes

Hey guys, So I'm sorry that the addiction is back. But I PROMISE HE WON'T GO TO THE HOSPITAL FOR THIS. So umm that's one way to end a story right?
I'm sorry we haven't updated lately ( Like 2 Days ), but we've been busy... So bye my Lovelys!!
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-Panty Poison & Sgt. Bubbles