Niall stop. Stop now. You've done enough already. Stop.

I cant stop. Its already to bad so why not cut deeper?

The cut marks from years ago are opened again. I thought I could stop. I cant. I love Ariana and she wont see that. She doesnt see how much of an asshole he is. "Please let me love you." I whisper and cut one last final time. My anger smokes out of my wrists as tears roll down my face.

I run my wrists under the sink to wash away the blood. It stings. It stings even more as thoughts of Ariana goes through my head.

I wish she would come back. I wish she would.