You were at college, having a fucking breakdown in the bathroom and harming yourself with scissors (cause that's the closest you got to a knife here), shivering and crying

suddenly the door got kicked down and you looked up. It was Liam, your bully. He quickly ran towards you, grabbed the scissors from your hand and threw them across the floor

You tried to stop crying because you were afraid that he was gonna call you stupid or pathetic but actually, he got on his knees in front of you and tried to grab your arm "Show me."

he blurted out coldly "w-what?" you managed to say, a bit confused "Show me!" he repeated "Show me how many times you needed me and I wasn't there"

he yelled, you obeyed and started crying again because he was yelling at you and you really didn't need that right now

when he saw you obey and lift up your arm in his direction he froze, there was a lot- no no no a bunch of fresh, new, still bloody scars and some old ones