Darling you'll be okay

Amelia's POV
Iv finally just got back from the hospital. The guys wanted to cancel the rest of tour, but I objected because if I only have 2 years to live, I will make sure I have fun in that time.

I'm currently laying In my bunk, waiting for my dinner to be ready. Vic is still planning to speak to me about my cutting. Out of everybody, he will understand the most, he's been through it.

Mike calls me through to tell me my dinner is ready, everybody's silent, making the meal awkward. The only words spoken is people asking for the salt or something along those lines. I hate this, now because I'm ill everybody is treating me like a completely different person. You would think at a time like this everybody would be there for each other, but no. Nobody has said much to each other and everybody is acting grumpy.

After our awkward dinner, we have to head out to the venue. The guys do sound check and go out to perform. Leaving me backstage alone. I look down at my hands, which are now chalk white. I'm always been pale, but never this pale. "Hey! Iv been looking a for you." I look up to see a hyperactive Jack. I smile at him and he sits next to me.

We we talk for a while about a lot, which makes me kind of feel better, though they have to perform soon. Pierce The Veil come off stage, meaning we have to head back to the bus. We say our goodbyes to All Time Low and head back for a night in.

When we get back I scroll through my Instagram, lots of hate comments as usual. People are jealous of me because I'm Vic and Mikes sister. People from my school have actually made a hate page on me. I read through all the comments, "kill yourself" "ugly bitch" just the usual.

I go to the bathroom and look in the mirror, my skin is so pale now, I have dark circles under my eyes and look completely horrible. I'd be better of dead. I grab out my blade and roll up my sleeves. I take the blade to my wrist and slowly drag it across. After making cuts all the way up both arms, I hear Mike knock on the door, " are you okay? You've been in there a while" I get a fright and instantly drop the blade, "I hope that wasn't what I thought that was!" Vic's voice echoed.

I quickly roll down my sleeves and push the blade into my pocket.

This will be hard to explain.

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