𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂, moormeier ; felt [ ✘ ]

REALITY

Bryleigh's pov

so i just got out of the hospital
and my parents are making me
come stay with them in their
air bnb so we can "have a talk".

my friends all went to hype.
i told them i'd come over when
i get done with my parents. they
wouldn't let anthony come with us,
so he's been texting me, asking
what's going on and what we're
talking about. i haven't answered.

"sweetie, how long have you been
cutting yourself?" oh we're starting.
"um for like...5 months?" shit...

"why didn't you tell us something
was wrong? we just want to help."
i actually don't know why...

"i don't know. i didn't want anyone
to know something was wrong."
i didn't want people constantly
watching me and asking questions.

"baby we're your parents. you can
always tell us when something's
wrong. we want you to have the
best life we can give you."

Anthony's pov

what is she doing? she won't answer.
i know she's reading my texts tho.

"babe, sit down. just relax, she's
with your parents. she'll be alright."
avani says, making me sit down.

"what is taking so long for her to
respond?!" 'i don't know babe.'

Bryleigh's pov

so i'm going back to kentucky...