Diana's POV

We kept hugging until mostly Louis stopped crying. I was the first to break the hug because i couldn't see Louis so broken because of my dumb ideas. I turned around and got up and started walking. Until Louis asked me a question he would soon regret.

"How long have you really been doing it?"

"What do you mean?"

"I know it's not just because your parents started fighting here."

"How do you know I'm lying?"

"Because i pay attention to you and i can tell when your lying." My voice got quiet.

"Since i was 11." I whispered.

"What?"

Louis' POV

"Since i was 11." She said.

"What?" I was so heart broken.

"I've been cutting since i was 11 because I got in trouble in school and they were never expecting it to happen, so they started thinking my birth was a sin."

"Diana, I'm pretty sure it wasn't that bad. I'm pretty sure they just wanted to adjust."

"You weren't there, so you don't know how they spoke to me."

"Where do you keep your blades?"

"Why?"

"I need them."

"What do you mean 'You need them'?"

"I can't stand seeing your beautiful skin destroyed."

"I spend like 50% of my time with that blade."

"We're gonna have to change that."

"Fine." She got up and went to her jacket. She got the blade out of the pocket and gave it to me. I put it in my pocket and i went to my hell call work.

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