I woke up in my bed with arms wrapped around my waist tightly, I turned slowly to see Nash lying next to my with his mouth slightly open and little snores coming out. I unwrapped his arms trying not to wake him up, I stood up and walked to my wardrobe to pick my clothes that I'm going to wear today. I picked the clothes and walked to the bathroom and had a 10 minute long shower before turning the water off and getting out of the shower, then i remembered that I left my clothes in my room. I wrapped my towel around my body and walked back to my room to see that Nash was still sleeping soundly. I grabbed my clothes to put on but felt my arm being tugged back, I dropped my clothes on the floor and was pushed up against the wall. "Why did you have to walk in here in a towel that barley covers you?" Nash said in his morning voice and trust me it sounded hot. It was raspy and just... amazing. He pushed himself against me and I felt something resting against my thigh, "this is what you did to me Izzy" Nash said laughing a bit.
Then I realized what it was, I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat. "Nash... my brother is gonna come here to--" he cut me off by kissing my neck softly. Nash chuckled and pulled away from me and walked out my bedroom door, I sighed and slid down the wall till I was sitting on the ground. "Jeez Izz what are you doing? He's your babysitter for crying out loud" I whispered to myself still holding the towel to my body, I sighed and hit my head on the wall. 'Just do it, you can easily get rid of these feelings with just one cut' the voice in my head said. 'Your stupid and fat, why would he like you? Besides only idiots like their babysitters. Your dad doesn't trust you enough to let you be by your self' it said again. "Go away just leave me alone" I whispered again, 'just one cut will fix everything Isabelle it will do you good'. I stood up and quickly threw on some grey sweats and a baseball long sleeve.
I ran to my bathroom, closing the door and locking it. Kneeling down I opened the doors to the space under the sink and reached in trying to find the things that calm me down. I felt the plastic bag and pulled it out, there I saw my relief from that voice inside my head. I pulled the bag opened and grabbed one of the silver blades, I brought it up to my wrist and started cutting. 1...2...3...4...5... just when I was about to do the sixth someone knocked on the door, "Izzy you've been in there for a while are you ok?" Nash asked. "I'm fine" but my voice cracked as I did the seventh cut, Nash pushed on the door, "Izz what are you doing?" he sounded worried but no-one cares about me anymore. 9...10... I started to feel dizzy. The door opened suddenly as I fell to the ground, "Izzy! Hey...Izz come on your brothers here...stay awake please" Nash said pulling me onto his lap, "Nash it hurts" I whispered before my eyes closed and black took over.