CHLOE

Dear Alex,

Today I came to school after a week with a cast on my right arm, and my leg with crutches.

Yeah you guys are the reason I got that.

The doctor was almost horrified.

He asked me what had happened.

I could've told him about you guys.

I could've been safe then.

Instead I said that I fell down the stairs.

Which I did.

You slammed me against the lockers and pinned me by my arms.

I hit my head in the process and I let out a whimper.

I think I saw care flash in your eyes for a moment.

You stared at my hand.

Not the one with the cast on it.

But the one with the bandages on it.

Yeah, I did use the blades.

You tried to take off my hoodie.

But i somehow escaped and ran to the girls' bathroom.

Where I cried bitterly.

I rolled up my sleeves and took out a blade from my pocket.

And began cutting my thighs.

Too much of blood gushed out.

But for the first time, it felt good through the pain. Thank you.

Love,

CHLOE