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Darling you'll be okay

Oh what a waste of a perfectly good clean wrist...

Amelia's POV
Ive been back for only an hour and already feel horrible. "Amelia, the food is ready!" Vic calls from the kitchen. He gives me bacon and eggs. "I'm not hungry." I say and he looks down sadly. "Eat it, you're already too skinny." He says. I eat a few bites and he still look unsatisfied. "I'm not hungry." I repeat. I jump up and run to the bathroom. I stick my fingers down my throat. After quickly purging I run to my room to find Vic waiting.

"we need to talk." He whispers. I sit down on my bed next to him. "I know what you just did there." He says and a tear streams down his face. "I'm sorry." I mumble and hug him. He doesn't let me go. "Don't be sorry, it's not your fault. We love you so much. You can't even see that, it makes me sad. If you weren't bullied so much you wouldn't have too be going through this. I'm going to make sure you get better." He says.

vics pov
After my discussion with Amelia I go for a shower. I do something I haven't done in years. I grab a blade and take it to my own wrist, I watch as the blood drips Down the drain. The sting is satisfying. I get changed into a log sleeved shirt to hide them. It's all my fault. I didn't notice the signs early enough. I could have helped her, I'm a terrible brother. I really need somebody to talk to, I have no one.

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update?

Yeah sorry I forgot about this:)

Yeah sorry I forgot about this:)

Yeah sorry I forgot about this:)

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3/15/15