T E L L I E
Zach Pierce: Ha. Ha. Ha.
Tellie Jayde: What? ;P it's true
Zach Pierce: You wish...
Tellie Jayde: Dont have to
Zach Pierce: wyd
Tellie Jayde: using my lovely laptop oh how I've missed it
Zach Pierce: how'd you get it back???
Tellie Jayde: I used my epic dauntless skills ;)
Tellie Jayde: haha actually my dad just gave it to me :)
Zach Pierce: My mums letting me go to see All Time Low this November ;)
Tellie Jayde: fuck u! My dad was gonna take me in August in America but now he's not :'(
Zach Pierce: y?
Tellie Jayde: well... 1. He's convinced I shoplifted. 2. I snuck out of the house. 3. He found out something he really shouldn't have...
Zach Pierce: What'd he find out???
Tellie Jayde: uh it's kinda personal...
Zach Pierce: I'm ur boyfriend ;)
Tellie Jayde: I can't really say... I'll show you when I get back to London :)
Zach Pierce: when are you coming back???
Tellie Jayde: December. Then in January I'm going with my dad on your again. no idea where though, I think Denmark or something...
Zach Pierce: must be cool going everywhere in the world.
Tellie Jayde: meh it get boring after a while... especially when all you mostly do is sit in a dressing room back stage at one direction concerts :/ :( x.x
Zach Pierce: true... 1D can't sing. no offence..
Tellie Jayde: why would I be offended???
Zach Pierce: coz
Tellie Jayde: k...
Zach Pierce: u no ur a pretty good singer
Tellie Jayde: lol good one :')
Zach Pierce: I'm serious ur good. u sing backseat serenade better than Alex
Tellie Jayde: BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA no -.-
Zach Pierce: BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA yes -.-
Tellie Jayde: u song good
Zach Pierce: I no ;)
Tellie Jayde: cocky much...
Zach Pierce: I gtg, my mums being a bitch ttyl
Tellie Jayde: byyyyyye :)
I snapped the lid of my laptop shut and pulled my earphones out. The bed in the room was comfortable. Not as comfortable as my own bed but bearable.
12:30 am
I groaned as I looked at the time on the digital clock. I went to "bed" at ten and here I was twelve thirty in the morning only just getting off my laptop. I laid down in bed putting my earphones back in.
"Lets take a trip to the sunset boulevard in the city of stars-"
I closed my eyes. Waiting for sleep to over come me.
*
I was eight.
Standing on the staircase.
Watching.
I didn't really understand why dad and Zayn were punching each other and practically beating each other to a pulp.
One minute they were arguing about me the next it was this. The nightmare slowly started changing from me standing on the staircase to when I was six banging my fist against the door of the girls bathroom at school listening as the girls standing on the other side laughed and kept the door closed.
I was on the verge of tears now.
Banging against the door.
Soon the dream changed to me running down the strange hall, the masked figure running after me.
I fell to the ground the masked figure standing over me.
"You can't hurt me." I hissed.
"I don't want to hurt to you." The figure replied. "I only want to play."
My eyes widened as the figure tore the mask off. I stared at him. Completely shocked as he held the knife inches over my heart.
Zach.
I panted as I woke. Tears streaming down my face as I let out more shaky breaths.
"Tellie you okay?"
I looked up nodding as Harry looked at me looking intrigued.
"You sure? I can go wake your dad up if you want-"
"Don't. Please don't..."
"It was a dream Tellie." Harry said softly taking a seat on the bed. "It wasn't real."
But it was.
"Harry I..." I muttered wiping sweat from my forehead. "I'm sorry if I woke you up..."
"Don't be, I wasn't having exactly the best sleep either. You wanna talk about it?"
"I..."
"You don't have to love."
"Thank you..." I muttered as he hugged me. Harry was always like this. He would rather just calm me down instead of demand for answers. I like that.
"If you have anymore nightmares just come get me okay?" He replied softly.
I nodded. "Thank you."
"Why don't you watch a movie or something?" Harry asked. "You don't look like you're gonna sleep much more..."
"Dad will-"
"If he gets pissed at you I'll make him shut up ok?"
I nod.
Alex Gaskarth and wife Abbi talk baby names!
Earlier today Alex Gaskarth (All Time Low) and his newlywed wife Abbi, were in the studio, and talked baby names!
Alex and Abbi have both easily agreed that no matter what the gender the baby is, it will definitely not start with A-
"Alex Gaskarth's having a baby!" I shouted as I stared at my laptop in awe. "It's terrible! It's like official now that I probably won't get with him."
"I think it was official when he got married..." Harry replied.
"He's older than me," Dad said bluntly. "There was never a chance of you getting with him."
"You never know." I shot back as Zayn sat next to me on the lounge a bowl of cereal in his hands.
"At least choose a good looking guy Tells," Zayn said shaking his head as he looked at the screen.
"He is good looking-really good looking, I'd-"
"Lets not Tellie..." Dad cut in. "Go get in your swimmers, you're coming surfing with me and Liam."
"Surfing?" I retorted. "You're actually going to make me go surfing?"
"You surfed last time." Liam said walking into the room.
"Yeah, I was eleven," I shot back, closing the lid of my laptop. "And got stung by a blue bottle. And it hurt."
"Well that won't be a problem now will it?" Dad commented, more so to himself then every one else.
Douche.
"You don't have to actually surf." Liam said ignoring dad's comment. "Just swim or something."
"I don't feel like swimming."
"Either way you're coming." Dad said narrowing his eyes. "Those things we talked about after the sneaking out, its all still happening."
The others looked confused really, but I understood it all perfectly. He means he's still keeping me in sight as long as he can,
"Fine." I huffed.
I got up from the lounge, holding my laptop under my arm before walking down to the room.
There was nothing more I hated then going to a beach. Honestly I really loved swimming, when I was in my own pool at my own house with no one there. But out at the beach my scars were visible. Every cut on my wrists were able to seen.
And my scars were mine.
Only mine.
Only mine to see.
And only mine to make.
My scars were the one thing I used to have full control over. But ever since dad found out it seemed like I didn't.
I looked down at my wrists, pulling my sleeves back and staring at my scars.
This was me.
Scared covered wrists and a pretty face with no point in living. God, no one would care if I jumped out the window right now and got hit by a car...
I shook the thought out of my head, before rummaging through my suitcase pulling my bikini out.
Fuck I packed the white one... Dammit!
I quickly changed, pulling a black jumper on before leaving the room, my hair let down with only a head band to hold my fringe back.
"Are you seriously in a jumper?" Liam asked.
I shrugged. "It's cold... Where'd everyone go?"
I looked around the room. No one was in here but me and Liam.
"Zayn and Harry left to go somewhere, Niall's still asleep and your dads getting changed."
"'Kay-hey Liam do you have any bandaid's?"
"Why?"
Fuck you Liam.
"I-I-I fell over the other day and grazed my wrists and I just wanted to out bandaids on them before going in the water."
He bit his lip. "Are you sure that's the best idea?"
"Yeah." I replied feeling relieved that my voice wasn't shaky.
"Do you want me to look at them? Make sure their okay?"
"No-dads already done that their fine..."
"Then why do you need bandaid's?"
"I... Uh... Well..."
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck you Liam why must you do this to me?
"Show me." He said. Liam didn't sound harsh or strict when he said it. He generally sounded like he cared, unlike when dad just flat out demanded for me to show him my wrists. Liam actually spoke like he would take no for an answer and not pressure me into showing him if I said no.
But Liam had that feel that made me just want to do whatever he asked me to do so I didn't hurt his feelings or anything.
I usually always listened to Liam.
Usually being the word..
"I just need bandaids..." I mumbled. Liam nodded not looking at all satisfied by my answer. But he didn't say anything more then that he would find some for me.
I couldn't help but follow Liam down the hallway. Pressing my ear to the door listening as he spoke briskly to dad.
"She wants bandaids for her wrists." Liam said. "Does this confirm it all?"
"Fuck I forgot..." Dad replied sounding overly frustrated.
"So, she's one hundred percent cutting?"
Say no.
Say no.
Say no.
Don't tell him.
Please don't tell him.
"Yeah." Dad replied. "One hundred percent."
"She'll get through it." Liam said after some silence. "It's Tellie she'll get over it."
"The only reason she hasn't been doing it lately is 'cause I took away all her blades. If she had them I don't know how much she'd been doing it-"
I moved my ear from the door, tears prickling in my eyes as I went down to my door. Slamming it with a bang as I went in.
The last thing I needed was Liam treating me differently because of this. I already had dad and El acting differently to me. Now Liam would to.
Fuck my life.
(A/N
HI
IDK I WAS LISTENING TO THROUGH THE DARK WHILE WRITING THIS AND IDK I SORTA FOUND SOME SIMILARITIES BETWEEN THE SONG AND THE BOOK
YEAH CALL ME WEIRD
ANYWAAY
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