Dallon's POV:

You're fat. look at you.

Why do you even try no one cares about. No one ever has.

Brendon is only with you because he feels bad.

No one would ever actually wanna date your fat ass.

Stop! You're lying. Brendon loves me.

You're fat. check your comments I'm not the only one telling you this.

I snuck out of bed and grabbed my phone, making sure not to wake up Brendon. I opened up my Instagram app and clicked on my first picture.

I read through the comments.

"No wonder he's so skinny he's starving himself."

"Another reason to hate you."

"I would be anorexic if I were him too."

"I knew I wasn't the only one who thought he was fat."

"You're such a disgusting fat pig. You don't deserve to stand next to Brendon."

That's when I shut off me phone and started crying silently.

I told you. But you never listen to me.

"Fine. What do you want."

I want you to cut yourself you fat pig. Cut off all the fat.

I searched the house for something sharp enough but I couldn't find anything. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the coffee pot. I smashed it against the table and picked up a broken piece and then lifted up my shirt and quickly cut my stomach. I saw a crimson red line starting to form and for some reason I was so happy. I felt so relieved. The voices actually stopped. I made another cut and another and another until...

Brendon's POV:

I woke up to a crash. I was nervous someone broke in. I looked over to make sure Dallon was still asleep but he wasn't even there. I pulled on a pair of pajama pants and started walking towards the crash. When I reached the kitchen I saw Dallon. I was about to ask him what he was doing when I saw him drag something across his stomach and he started bleeding.

"Dallon!"

I ran over to him.

"What are you doing?!" I asked.

He set down a broken piece of glass and finally realized what he did.

"I'm so sorry," he cried, "the voices wouldn't shut up. I'm so fat. This is the only way they would be quiet."

"You hear voices?"

"Yes. I don't know. They wouldn't shut up."

"It's okay come here lets get you cleaned up." I said.

Dallon followed me to the bathroom where I cleaned him up.

"Never do that again okay baby?"

"I don't know."

"Do you think you're going to hurt yourself anymore tonight?"

"I don't know Brendon. I'm scared. I can't stop the voices."

"Do you need me to take you back to the hospital?"

"No. I don't want to go back."

"Then you need to tell me you're going to be safe."

"Okay. I'm going to be safe."

"Promise?"

"Promise."