Dad Or brother? Continued

"hey bri please come eat" Ashton came into me doorway crossing his arms over his chest. I've been in my room for about 2 days now. I haven't ate. I have been going on google plus and typing in my old location on yic yak to see what was new in my old school. There was alot of stuff on there about me actually, but that wasn't new. My name was always being put on there with people saying nasty crap about me that mostly was their thought but the up arrows votes on it had been made really high. But now most of the comments are about me just disappearing with no explanation. some said i died and then they say that they are happy i did, others say i ran away. But maybe 1 or 2 actually said that i had been adopted and probably fucking all of the boys. I sigh as i run over all those comments under the main post in my head

"Im not hungry but thank you" I smile at him, He sighs and nods his head then heads back the other way .

I go back on my phone and see that my KIK app has a notification on it. I tap n the app and it opens up. I see the old conversations i had with some old friends and my ex boyfriend. His conversation had a green dot o it notifying me that i needed to check it and that i had a new message. He had sent me a lot of messages. I scrolled through the pages of the messages he sent.

'i miss you babe'

'please come back i still love you'

' Did you seriously get adopted by that band?'

'wow dont respond you're such a bitch'

"have fun fucking all those boys'

'i hope you get pregnant with your dads child'

'sry about your mom'

'she probably OD because of how depressed she was to have ever given birth to a worthless daughter like you'

'go kill yourself everyone would be some much better without you'

I felt tears coming down my face. I got off my bed and went to the bathroom. I looked at a razor of mine. Then i pushed away the bracelets i wear revealing old scars and not some old ones from the day before the boys adopted me. I feel like i need to cut. Like my chest is collapsing on itself and if i don't do this i might explode. well if you explode then you actually will succeed death this time not like the 4 other time you failed. I put the razor on my wrist and feel the plastic just sit there. My face flushes with color and the water feels like it will never stop. I take a shaky breath in and put the razor down.

I collapse on the bathroom floor and cry a hard cry making dark wet spots on my knees. I cry for like 10 minutes. I stand up and turn the water on in the sink and splash some water on my face to put the puffiness down. I turn the water off and look at my reflection in the mirror . My eyes are bloodshot and my eyes are all dark around them even thought all the make i had worn about 3 days ago is all off. I take a towel and dry off my face and hang it back up.

"Hey are you okay?" I looked in the mirror as calum walked into my room.

"Yeah im fine" i turned to him and put my face down. He walked over to me and lifted my chin with his hand. I looked up into his eyes and he studied my face then pulled me into a hug. I could feel his head lift up and then his body tensed up.

"Let me see your wrist" HE let go of me and said coldly. I put my wrists out with the bracelets still on y wrists. He slide them out of the way and examined my wrist and all my old scars. He slid his finger down them and the looked up at me.

"Thighs?" He said pointing at them.

"Wait you want me to take my pants off?"i shyly asked

"yes and then lift your shirt off"

I slid off my sweat pants showing all the old scars that only went aboutntwo inches under my panie line. then i rolled up my shirt showing my stomach with all the white scars covering it.

"You didn't do anything?" he asked as i put my pants back on.

"NO and i haven't since i've been with you guys, I love you guys and wouldn't want to hurt you guys in any way" I said with a straight face. his face softened up and he just looked so relieved.


"i love you too but as a big brother" he said hugging me again" hey lets go get you some food"

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