Chapter 11- Don't Do Dis...

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I walk to the bathroom, one goal set in mind. My old friend, which I haven't seen in years, is finally coming back. My razor. I grab it out of my cabinet, closing an locking my door behind me. I slide my back against the wall, finally landing on the hard white tile. I slowly slide the cold metal against my arm, blood slowly rising out of the cut. One for being an idiot, One for hurting Jerome, One for hurting Ty, and the last one for being alive. I thought as I cut four more times, blood now dripping down my wrist. I cleaned off the blade, and my wrist. As well as bandaging my wrist and putting a sweatshirt on.I sprint back to my room, getting on Skype. I get a message from Jerome and it says:

J- Mitch, Adam told me something you might want to hear. Ty....loves you, he's just pissed. I'm sorry. I caused this. If I woudn't have asked you to come, let alone took you to a strip club, none of would of happened. Sorry.

Jerome.....Why does anyone even want to talk to me?!? I'm just a fucking whore anyways...

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