I sit in my new room for about an hour before there is a knock on the door. "Come in!" I yell. Gerard comes in and sits on the bed next to me. "What happened earlier?" I look down at my shoes. I haven't told anyone what happened to me. Ever. Its the reason I cut myself. I let that happen to me. "Well, will you not make me tell you? I have never told anyone before and im just not ready to tell you that kind of stuff, okay?" He closes his eyes and nods. He says, "Well, can I at least take you shopping? It will help me get to know you." I nod excitedly. I never went shopping at home. When I had friends in school, I got most of my clothes from them. That was when I only cared about popularity. He smiles, "Okay. Let's go!" As we clamber down the stairs, I search to see if Ray, Frank and Mikey were still here. Gerard sees me looking and says, "They left after..........you know." I nod and we get into the front of his car. He starts asking me more about me. "So, what bands do you like besides us?" "Hmmmmm, I like Green Day, Fall Out Boy, Three Days Grace, Linkin Park, Boys Like Girls, The Offspring and Fit For Rivals." "They are pretty cool. Well it matches you because you seen really cool." I flash him a huge from and he smiles back. ************************************************* "Gerard, I already told you!" "Come on!" "No! I hate skirts! If you fucking but me one, I will die, come back to haunt you and cut your Dick off!" He gives me a horrified look and put the skirt back on the rack. When I say I hate skirts, I mean it. And I ment it when I said it. He says, "Fine! I wont but you a fucking skirt!" In our cart so far, we have posters, clothes and furniture. When we are done, the cost of it is more than $1,000. I try to tell him that I don't need all of it, but of course, he doesn't listen to me. When we get back to the house, he introduced me to Lyndsey and Bandit. Bandit is so cute and Lyndsey seems really nice. "Jazmine, if you need to talk to someone please talk to me, okay hunny?" She says. I nod and she hugs me. I excuse myself to my room to put it together and she and Gerard come with me. I turn on my iPod and play Teenagers. We turn the room into my perfect hang out space in 10 songs. Good time. It is 6:00 when dinner is ready and I mumble, "Im not hungry." Gerard looks at me weird, but doesn't say anything. They leave to go down stairs and I go into my bathroom to take a shower. Yes, I have a bathroom in my room. As I grab my bag, my tin of blades fall to the floor. Just once. Just once and I wont do it anymore tonight. I pick it up and take one out, a small one from a pencil sharpener. I place it on my wrist and the cold blade penetrates my wrist when there is a knock on the door. "Damn!" I cut myself deeper than expected and blood starts pouring out. I grab a towel and wrap it around it. I hear Gerards worried voice, "Hey, are you okay in there? I want you to come eat." "Fine! Just give me a few." "Jazmine, I want you to let me in. Now." I start shaking and I don't answer. He comes in and sees the blood soaked towel.

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