Mean girls

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Trigger warning for this chapter We walk in the restaurant, holding hands.
A waiter walk up to us and asked
" Table for two?" I blushed at the question.
" Yes please " I answered him, suddenly aware of my accent.
Jack smiled at me " So polite " he said, teasing me.
" Oh shut up " I say giving him a very light punch on the shoulder.
The waiter show us to our table.
" what would you like to drink ?" The waiter asked.
" A coke for me and a sparkling water for her " Jack tells the waiter.
You smile, he remembered, even though it was ages since you guys were out eating pizza with everyone.
You look around the restaurant to see two girls, probably fans pointing at you and Jack.
You smile at them, one of them leans over to the other and whispers something.
Then one of the girls walked over to you and Jack.
She stood so she was facing Jack, and had her back turned against you.
" Hi Sean, just wanted to tell you that I'm a big fan of you, and that you deserve so much better than this pice of human trash " she said pointing at you, she had a angry tone as she said the last part.
You feel tears form in your eyes, your sight gets blurry.
Warm tears starts to run down your face.
You get up and run to the ladies room.
You look at yourself in the mirror.
Worthless pice of $hit
Fat ugly whor€
He deserves better
Kill yourself bit€h
Ok
You let your mind control you.
You don't know any way you could kill yourself, at least not now.
But you could do the next best thing, you could cut.
You didn't have a razor, but you had a little mirror.
You shattered the mirror, took a sharp pice and made a cut.
It took a brief second before the pain hits you, then the blood comes.
You smile a little smile, you knew you we're insane but you didn't care.
It just added a cut to your scared wrist.
You focused on the pain the cut gave you, letting go of the pain words gave  you.
You knew this wasn't healthy, but you had gotten addicted.
The way you could relieve pain, the way that you could make your skin cry when you eyes were out of tears.
The way you could finally feel something after a hole day of feeling numb and empty.
This was what you do, you self harm.
Insane pice of $hit
You cry as the voice in your head won't shut up.
Bang bang bang
Someone is knocking on the door.
" GO AWAY!" You scream at the top of your lounges.
" y/n let me in" Jack said back, his voice completely calm.
" you don't understand " I say back.
" fu€ked up, I always fu€k up" I say and my voice cracks as I start to sob.
" it's okay babe, just let me in "
Babe... More like crybaby
I slowly walk over to the door, I unlock it and falls to the ground.
I'm sobbing loudly, my body is shaking because of how much I'm crying.
I feel him pick me up, he sits me down on a toilet.
I feel his worm hands lifting up my chin.
" it's okay babe " he said kissing my cut.
This was what I always needed, someone to kiss my cuts, instead of telling me to stop making them.
I wrap my arms around him, he hugs me back.
" Com on darling lets get you cleaned up" he said and washed you wrists in the sink.
He carefully dried them with a paper towel, and kissed you cuts once more before covering them up with your long sleeves.
You walk back out to the restaurant and eat, you laugh and smile...
But on the inside your dieing.

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