QOTC: What is the best way you've ever responded to bullies?

AOTC: This kid said that I make cringy art (which is true but only some people can say that 😣) he called me Cringy Drawings for an entire month. Eventually, I told the teacher and he literally told me to punch him in the face. So I did and he looked like he was about to cry.

Needless to say, he never called me that again 😉

(True story, btw, this happened only two weeks ago)

Anyways, onto the chapter...
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Scars.

Everyday, more and more appeared on her skin.

Her wrists, her thighs, her arms.

I wanted to help, I really did, I just couldn't.

I never knew what to say to her.

How could I? She obviously didn't want us to know about them. She clearly hid them from us. She suddenly started wearing her cloak more often, never taking it off. She wore oversized hoodies when we went out. She spent more time alone and in her room. Nobody but me gave it any thought. I wish they had.

I suggested the idea to them and they laughed. They said it was impossible, that'd never happen and if it ever did, they'd have to see it with their own eyes.

But I saw it myself. I saw her in her room, creating more and more cuts. More and more scars. More and more dark memories.

Never did I tell anybody because they still wouldn't believe me.

I went into her room, watching her make more scars. Every night I thought I was going to say something. I was going to be the brave hero who saved her life.

Instead, I became the cowardly fool that ended it.

I crawled into her room as a bug and watched her, waiting for the right moment to jump in. Her back faced me and the only thing I could see was the blood dripping onto her sheets.

"I know you're here, Garfield." Raven sobbed, using my real name,

I turned back into my human form, "W-"

"I know you come here every single night, I'm not stupid." She was still turned to me. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out, "Why didn't you ever say anything?" She revealed her tear-stained face to me.

"I-"

"You're the reason I have these scars. I lov-" She froze up and looked at her blood covered hand. She fell backwards onto the floor.

Blurs are all I could remember next.

I remember calling for the others. I remember her lifeless body on the floor. The color going out of her eyes. Robin telling us she hit an artery. Crying.

She'll never know how much I wanted to help. She'll never know how much I really cared.

And now, I'm just one of her scars.

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Sad chapter, I know, but all one shots books have to have a sad chapter XC