A bottle of hair dye and three cuts later Laney felt herself finally begin to relax for the first time that day, her anger subsiding as she wrapped a towel around her hair; despite knowing that her self harming had gotten out of control, she didn't want to stop, it felt too good to be bad, but if Corey found out she wouldn't be allowed to cut her own food.

Sighing to herself she opened the bathroom door only to find Corey standing on the other side, waiting for her to be finished. She smiled at him, "what's up?"

Corey looked at her quizzically, "I thought you were in a bad mood..."

Laney shrugs, pushing past him and towards his room, only to be stopped when he grabs her wrist, pulling her towards him.

"Come on Lanes, you can tell me anything, so what's going on?"

She pulled her hand away, Laney didn't know what it was that was bothering her, although something was under her skin fighting to get free. "You don't need to worry about it Corey, I'm fine." Turning back towards his room, she scurried past him before Corey had the chance to question her further. She laid her used clothes in the small pile that was starting to form on the carpet; she was sure Corey didn't know how to do laundry, she'd have to put a load in the washer before the dirty clothes filled anymore of the room.

After she stepped back into the hall she saw Corey once again inspecting the small space that made up the bathroom. "What're you doing?" Slowly she watched as he spun around, she hadn't been careful enough; in his hand he held the small blade that she had tried to hide away from him. Her blood instantly went cold, watching as he put the last few pieces together.

"Lanes..." He sighed, slowly moving towards her to grip her shoulders. "You aren't fine, why won't you ever just talk to me?" His voice was steadily raising, his tone becoming cold and unforgiving. She didn't answer, instead took the time to study her socks, waiting for his lecture to be over. "I don't understand why you can't just tell me when you're upset, something happened that made you do this Lanes, and you need to tell me what that is."

Laney pushed his hands away from her, giving Corey her back. "It's not your problem to deal with."

His laughter sounded hysterical, "it is my problem, can you really not see that? I want to help you but you have to let me. You don't have to do this alone..."

She could feel the tears slowly beginning to well in her eyes but she fought to keep them at bay, she wasn't going to cry again, no matter how sad and upset she was, she wouldn't allow herself that weakness. "Just drop it Corey."

The blue haired boy took a step back from her, "fine... if you really don't think that I care, do what you want, I won't stop you, if you slit your wrists so be it." His voice was cold. She calmly picked up her bag and made her way outside before the water finally broke through the dam.

Her vision was so blurred that she could hardly see the road, but she sure as hell felt the impact before slowly drifting off into a deep sleep.

I know, I know I'm a mean person for this chapter, but right now I'm in my quiet study and I thought that I'd spend the time (now that my AP work is done) writing the rest of this for you all. But seriously I know that this was a pretty bold move on my behalf, and yeah Corey's being a pin head... that's my best insult right now... Second day of school and my brain is already fried.

So if it wasn't clear I'm having a hard time having time to update, due to school and stufffffs.

I'll try to not leave you hanging for too long, so please leave a review!

Thanks in advance!