Chapter one
hey guys! This is my first story so bear with me
roses are red violets are blue I don't own twilight and neither do you
I woke up looked at myself and immediately pointed out all of my flaws. I guess it was that time of day again to cut. Myself.
Every time I did it I felt somehow better? As I rolled up my sleeve I thought of Charlie, what would he think if he knew I was doing this? I popped the cap of the razor of and then it was done.
I made sure to rub alcohol on my wrist so Edward wouldn't smell it *mostly . I stared at my scar covered arm and then. There Edward was coming through my window.I quickly pushed my sleeve down.
"Hey"
He pulled me into his imbrace and I winced as my wrist rubbed against my sweater
"What is it Bella?"
"Nothin"
Shit. He rolls my sleeve up
"Bella"
"…."
"Why would you- but why."
"I'm sorry"
I broke down in tears
"Bella you need to get help. Honey please go to sleep"
I was in pain because he was . I layed down knowing that tomorrow would be rough with the Cullens.