I don't know what to do with myself. I'm crying and I can't take being away from him. I wanted to answer his texts, but I couldn't talk to him. How could he cheat on me? I collapsed onto my floor. I reached under my bed and pulled out a small bag I used to use. I searched it with my hand for a blade I kept in it. I found it and pulled it out. From the corner of my eye, I could see Michael watching from his window. He was crouched on the ground, trying to hide. I sobbed even harder, and put the blade against my wrist. I lightly ran it over my arm. Then pressed down and pulled it across my skin, leaving a straight, red line. The blood poured out. I put the blade up to my wrist again and cut again. This time Michael screamed to me. "STOP!" But I didn't want to. I continued. Minutes later he burst through my bedroom door. He ran over to me, crying, and hugged me. I pushed him off of me and locked myself in the bathroom. I didn't want to deal with him.
He sat outside my bathroom, continuously knocking on the door. "Alice. Please. I love you." He would whisper. I wanted to believe him, but how could I? Or maybe Calum was lying. I didn't know who to believe. I needed to see Luke.