*Sorry 4 making u sad if this does*
"Babe, I'm home!" You heard your boyfriend, Pete, come into the house. You were cutting yourself because all the fans hated your relationship with Pete. They called you rude names and said bad things to you online. When you heard him come in, you panicked. You looked at your scars, all of them new, trying to find a way to stop the bleeding. "Are you here?" He asked, his voice getting closer. "Yea," you said, regretting it instantly. "Ok," he said "I'll be in the living room." He said
It had been a while, and you had given up trying to stop the bleeding. You were on the floor, crying. "Y/N, you okay in there?" Asked Pete, his voiced worried. " Yea." You said, lying. "You've been in there a while." He said. You accidentally let out a sob, and Pete heard. "I'm coming in." He said, panicking. You left the door unlocked, not thinking. He came in and saw you sitting on the floor, crying with blood on your arms and hands. He gave you a look of horror and sadness. You looked up at him with sad sad eyes. "What have you been doing to yourself?" He screamed. You started to cry even more. He came over to you and lifted your head up with his hand. "Is this about what everyone's been saying about us?" He asked staring into your teared eyes. You nodded. "You don't need to care what they say, Y/N. I love you, and anyone who doesn't like our relationship, is gonna have to deal with it." He told you. He kissed your forehead. "I love you." He whispered in your ear. "I love you too." You told him back
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I'm back! Sorry it took so long to update. But I need requests from you guys who read my stories. I'm gonna start working on a new story called Save Rock and Roll. It's a FOB fan fiction, and a take on Youngblood Chronicles, putting a character the story. All I'm gonna say is that's someone's girlfriend. Thanks
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