~And she cried over nothing So there was nothing I could do to stop Her from cutting, Her beautiful blue hair off~

Matt is your best friend, you live with him and his triplet brothers, nick and Chris. You struggle with self harm. You can't go one day without it. Matt, nick and Chris know this and have tried to stop you. Nothing seems to work.

You are 20, you've been doing this since you were 12. By now you have thousands of scars everywhere. Each one hurts matt to look at. He came into your room tonight, seeing you wrapping up new cuts. He sighed and grabbed your hand, unwrapping your arm.

"Please, come to me if you do this.. I don't want you having to clean it up on your own.. I need to make sure you clean it right.."

He said, going into the bathroom and grabbing cleaning supplies, and coming back to you.