Login with:

Facebook

Twitter

Tumblr

Google

Yahoo

Aol.

Mibba

Your info will not be visible on the site. After logging in for the first time you'll be able to choose your display name.

Life isn't a fashion statement.

.

Trigger warning - self harm and suicidal tendencies

Alex's POV

"I seriously don't care about deadlines right now. My model is not up to having god knows how many photos of him being taken." Jack said loudly down his phone which made me and Hank jump since we was Beth chilling in the garden and the fact we could hear Jack from inside just shows how pissed off he is.
I sighed and went back to writing this song I was writing.
"I'm not pushing him to do something when he's not up to doing anything but sit in bed all day. Now you just back the fuck off will you before I get down there otherwise there will be trouble." Jack growled and walked out to the garden.
"I'll be in the office in 2 hours." Jack said and hung up to whoever he was talking to.
"Fucking prick." Jack said as he sat next to me and I cuddled into his side and carried on writing.
"Will you be okay if I go to the office for a few hours?" Jack asked quietly.
"If you want me to go back to work then I can." I said and I felt Jack shake his head.
"Your not going back until the month is over. You need to grieve Lex. We both know things inside your head isn't good at the moment." Jack said carefully and I looked down and got up.
"Babe don't go all mute on me talk to me." Jack said and got up and caught hold of my hand and made me look at him.
"Later Jack. You need to go to work and kick ass like you always do. I have my song to work on and I have Hank to keep me company." I said and Jack kissed me which I returned.
"I love you Lex." Jack said quietly and it made me smile.
"I love you too." I said and kissed Jack again and he pulled me into a hug which I returned.
"I'll be back in a few hours and then we are going to talk." Jack said seriously and I nodded which made Jack smile.
Jack quickly kissed the top of my head and walked off.
I sighed and walked over to the sofa we had outside a d just sat on it and got lost in thought writing and playing my guitar.

By the time Jack came home I was picking at the food I had cooked for me and him.
"You didn't have to cook Lex." Jack said and kissed the side of my head as he made his way towards the food in true Jack manner when I've cooked.
"Needed to do something." I said quietly and stood up and put my food in the bin and walked off.
I felt depressed and I was slipping back into my old eat habits.
I was sat on mine and Jacks bed looking through a box when Jack walked in and sat beside me and picked a photo up.
"She's pretty." Jack said quietly.
"Too bad the world couldn't see that before she killed herself." I said quietly and took the picture off Jack as I didn't feel like sharing my pictures with Jack.

"I was 16 and Mason was 15 when Alice killed herself." I said quietly and looked at a picture of the three of us together before everything took over my life and ruined it in a way.
" Its sad to think that I was actually off my face in most of these pictures." I said and looked at the pile of pictures I had scattered across the bed.
"How come?" Jack asked.
"I just wanted to forget. Forget I was the family let down, the disappointment." I said quietly.
"How could they be disappointed in you? Your so talented in so many ways I can't see how they could be disappointed in you." Jack said.
I looked at Jack and smiled sadly at him.
"I got myself into trouble with a gang when I was 12. I was involved with drugs and I used to have to sell myself to pay my debt back to them. It got to a point where I had to steal money or whatever I could get my hands on. I gave up on school because I saw no point being there when I have debts to pay and I had to earn money some way." I said and looked down.
"I had hit my low point when I was 14 and I had to steal money from everyone in my family. I was even raped and beaten because I was trying my best to pay but nothing was working." I sniffed and wiped my nose in Jacks jumper I was wearing.

"I was thrown out of my family before my 15th birthday. I had nothing to stop me then. I took more drugs, slept with as many people as I could, I was drinking my day away and I saw no point in life anymore." I said quietly.
Jack pulled me into his side and kissed the top of my head.
"I overdosed on drugs and was fucked out my face on alcohol and the drugs. That was my chance to get out of this life. But it didn't work so as soon as I was out of hospital I started to self harm. It felt like the weight would leave when I did it but it soon came back and I cut deep on my legs in a toilet and I passed out. Next thing I knew I woke up in hospital on suicide watch and ended up staying there until I was 20 but then I stopped eating so I soon ended back there again." I said and looked at Jack who looked like he was thinking but at the same time he was listening to every word I was saying.
"I lived with Quinn and Beth because I couldn't go back on the streets as I needed someone to keep an eye on me for the first year I was out. Then I found you and I wouldn't look back now." I said and Jack smiled and looked at me and kissed me softly which I returned.
"I'm glad your still here." Jack said quietly as he lead back on the bed taking me with him.
"So am I. Despite the shit, I'm glad something good has finally came into my life." I said and kissed the side of Jacks chest.

"So how old was you when you first had sex?" Jack asked.
"Let's see, I was almost 13 and I lost it to a 30 year old." I said.
"You should of gone to the police." Jack said and I sat up and looked at him.
"I was pretty much a runaway Jack. My parents never saw me for nearly 2 weeks I only went back to show them I wasn't dead. They gave up on me way before they kicked me out. The police didn't care about people like me." I said and Jack sat up and pushed me onto my back And sat on me.
"I don't care what you have been through as long as you don't leave my side." Jack said and I smiled and pulled his head down and kissed him.

Notes

Comments

I don't think so! It's well written, nothing much happens but it doesn't have to be super dramatic all the time. I like it :)

T-what T-what
10/15/17

Hey lovely, seems like your stories reflect how you feel. You are definitely not wasting your time if it helps you to express yourself and be assured there are a lot of silent readers out there that enjoy your writing. Stay strong!

T-what T-what
4/30/17

I adore your stories. They are always so creative. I have been seeing marked improvement in your writing. Keep chugging along my dear. I will read what you write. Keep doing the best you can.

Carebear Carebear
3/6/17

so I have no idea if you will understand this (since you have dyslexia and all that), but I would like to suggest that you should have a beta to proof read your stories. Because trust me, I think almost all of your plotlines are really creative and good, but since some people aren't aware that you have dyslexia they'd probably assumed you're not that good at writing and stuff. I'm a grammar nazi myself, but since I know about your condition I can bear with it, while other people can't.

I salute you though, you don't let your condition stop you from writing so... keep it up!

You just need a beta to make your stories greater than they already are.

EarthToSofie EarthToSofie
12/23/16