I'm sorry this was so late, and I'm sorry this is so short, I'll make the next one longer if I decide to continue. I don't know if I will, unless enough people read this. Thanks to Caitlin (/CaitlinIsANerd) for reading this again.

Hope you enjoy. :) x

/xlovenaturally

"Selena, please," Taylor whimpered. "Please don't do this to yourself."

Justin just stood there, absorbing the scene. The razor had just grazed one of Selena's wrists, but enough for the blood to seep through her sweater.

"No one was supposed to know," she whispered quietly, almost as if to herself.

Justin fumbled for the words to make this right. "…Selenalenalena," Justin managed the words out of his mouth. Forcing a smile, he tried to coax her to handing him the razor. "Remember that summer? When we were little?" he asked, hoping to distract her.

Selena nodded, her eyes glued to him, as if it was the only thing holding her to the earth. Justin motioned to Taylor to get the razor. He suddenly stumbled over his words, not sure of what was coming out next.

The spell broke, and Selena looked at Taylor. Abandoning all pretense, Taylor gently grabbed the razor from Selena's hand, and pulled her into a hug.

"You didn't have to do this to yourself," Taylor said soothingly.

"No one was supposed to know," Selena whispered, tears pouring down her face. "It's not like this every time. I just..it's just…the only way to deal with things right now."

Justin paused, hoping he'd say the right thing. "You know we're here for you, Sel."

Taylor gave him a thumbs up from behind Selena's back, but Justin could tell from her expression that she was just as worried as he was.

The summers they had spent together, all the laughs, the smiles, the tears, flashed through his mind.

Remember when the power went out? The school, everywhere there was a blackout. We both just sat outside, wondering what to do. We went to each house, and made sure our neighbors were okay. Remember their faces, Sel? Remember Mrs. Garble, that old lady, who smiled when you started a conversation with her, asked her how her day was? She was happy that somebody cared.

And remember that seven-year old you babysat? His name was Hunter. I couldn't stop concentrating on your face. You just seemed to never stop smiling. I don't know how you did it. Your laugh tinkled through the air, and that's a sound I'll never forget.

Selena stared transfixedly at him, just as Justin realized he had said all of this out loud. Shuffling his feet, he looked down, embarrassed of the words that he had just unconsciously spilled out of his mouth.

After a minutes pause, Selena spoke. "Do you know what it's like?" she whispered, partially to Taylor, partially to Justin. "To feel numb from everything? To scream at the world and they don't hear a thing? When no one sees the tears pouring down your face?"

Taylor, glancing at Justin, nodded, trying to force some words out.

"But…you didn't have to that, Sel," Justin covered for Taylor. Without showing the hesitation he felt inside, he strode over to Selena and wrapped her in his arms.

She's so tiny and frail, he thought. Was she always like this?

He mouthed this to Taylor, who shook her head. The memories of all their smiles flashed through his head. How long had this been going on?

It took him a second to realize he was shaking. He looked down, and realized Selena's body was racked with sobs.

He pulled her closer, wrapping her tighter. He glanced down, and in surprise, he noticed something written on her arm. Looking closer, he read the words she had shakily written that morning to cover her previous scars.

Just take me away.