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I came home from school and threw my stuff on the floor of my room. flopping down on my bed I caught the sight of the razor blade sitting next to my computer. I was so afraid of the sight of my own blood, yet when I cut myself I felt so much better. I opened my window and felt cold air rush in. “Damn its cold out there,” grey said as he climbed threw the window.

“oh shut up, your the one climbing in the window when you could have used the door”

“ya well I didn’t realize your brother wasn't going to be here.” he said as he picked up my razor blade, “still cutting yourself?”

“no grey, its just there because I was opening a box.” I said in the sweetest voice i could

“you should really stop that you know, your gonna end up hurting yourself really bad. and i don’t want that to happen to you.”

“i know, I know. its just that, with all the school work i have and being so alone all the time. i feel like it helps me.” i said as i stared right at him.

“you act like I don’t feel the same way, that’s why were best friends remember.” grey said as he hit me lightly on the arm

i got up to shut the window and when i turned around grey was right in front of me.

“you know if you ever really need someone i’m always here.”

as i looked at him I noticed the look on his face. he was serious.

“grey you and I both know that he decided that we were just going to be friends along time ago”

“but what if we were wrong?” He said moving closer to me. “what if we made a mistake?”

his dark black hair was perfect, and his deep blue eyes amazed me, but I could never let him know that. he was my only true weakness, and no matter how hard I tried he still got to me. no matter how much blood i spilled or how many scars I left. he was always there.

“grey.. i don’t know”

i sat down on my bed and took the blade away from him.

“Alle, you don’t know I really feel do you?” grey said as he sat down next her and took the blade back, throwing it in the trashcan. “you don’t need that anymore.” taking my hands in his, he slowly kissed me.

I could feel the blood under my skin aching to be released.