You and Jack talked for a bit about him (of course) then he asked you one certain question. "Tell me your story like your past." He said. "Uhh.....ummm I-I've gotta go" you stuttered but before you left he grabbed you wrist. The one you cut(but you cut both) and cringe at the pain. "Let me give you my number" he said. You blushed and hand him your phone. Then you left the cafe. You went to your apartment and Aya wasn't home so you went on the couch and thought what happened today. You started to have a panic attack. So you went to the bathroom and took out you razor from your pouch. You lifted you sleeves and saw all the scars from your past. You sliced the razor on your wrist many times until satisfaction has been served to you. You cleaned the cuts and watched a (f/m) till you went to sleep.

Sorry for not posting and sorry for the trigger warning but always smile and be happy see you in the next chapter bu-bye