The mirror can lie. Doesn't show you what's inside. And it, it can tell you're of life. It's amazing what you can hide. Just by putting on a smile. 
~Demi Lovato

Buttercup's POV

I sat at the table, feeling everyone's eyes on me. Waiting for my big idea for the girl's soccer team, I suck in a breath and walked up to the platform.

"I have an idea that could change the face of soccer forever, at least in our school." I said as some peole chuckled. "I'm sorry, but I can't be joining you this year for soccer, I'm giving my caption title to my vice caption, Haley." I said as I heard some gasps through out the room. I looked at the crowd and walked off. I walked towards my dad's car, and felt someone wrapped a hand around my wrist.

"Butters?" Butch asked as I turned and looked at him. He had some tears in his eyes and I sighed.

"Why?" He asked as I looked down at my shoes.

"Cause it's the best for the team." I said as he looked at me.

"I can help, I mean I'm the caption of the boys soccer team. We could help give y'all some pointers." He said as I shook my head.

"Butch, that won't help. I'm no good." I said as he shook his head.

"That's what you been telling me ever since you came back from your grandparents! Tell the fucking truth, damn it!" He yelled as he gribbed onto my wrist tighter and I gasped.

"Butch, your hurting me." I whrimpered as his eyes looked down and he let go of my wrist.

"Buttercup, I'm so sorry." He said as I sighed and shook my head.

"It was my fault." I muttered.

"No! Just go back in there, and tell them that you was just joking around, and saw April Fools!" Butch said as I shook my head and looked at my dad's car. 

"Butch, I'm not coming back to sports, I mean, it's the last day of school. I don't wanna play anymore." I said as some tears slipped down my face. Butch pulled me close and wiped away my tears and put our foreheads together.

"Please, come back. I need you." Butch whrispered as I shook my head, for the last time.

"Butch, I'm not coming back, ever." I said as he closed his eyes and shook his head. 

"I think we should break up." I whrispered as he looked at me. With angry eyes and grabbed his black hair.

"No! No! We shouldn't! Your just sick in the head, your tired. When you wake up this will be just a phase and say you want to be with me." Butch said as I sighed and looked down at my hands.

"I'm being forreal." I said as he cletched his fist together and tears was in his eyes.

"Know what?! I don't care anymore! I mean, you wants to date a fat ass! Your worthless, I don't even know why I wanted you!" He yelled as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me close and looked at me with angry eyes. "Just do all of us a favor and kill yourself." Butch spat as tears rolled down my face and I pushed him away and ran into my dad's car. He drove off and I saw Butch fell to the ground, and he was screaming at the sky. I looked down at my hands.

Dad pulled up to the house and I ran out. I ran into the house, and ran upstairs to my room and slammed my bedroom door shut. I grabbed the lamp that Butch gave me and smashed it to pieces. I cried and fell down to my knees and stared at the glass shards, and picked on up.

That night was the first time I self harmed, skipped a meal, placed a fake smile for my parents, and never went outside til school started.

I stared at my bedroom desk, at my box and shook my head. I gribbed my head, and heard the voices whrispering in my head. I fell against the floor and locked my bedroom door. That night, I made new scars again that night.

Heyyo Guys!!!!

Well that was an instense chapter. I'm so sorries if this wasn't what your expecting! I mean, you get to see some of Buttercup's past! And once again, Butch has an disorder too but he doesn't know it yet. So, please don't be angry at him!

Wells Byes Loves Y'alls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!