You HATE HIM. The times he made you scream and cry, made you feel worthless, made you feel like NOTHING… you hate the guy you once loved. But it’s finally over. He’s gone. The scars are starting to heal, the scars you’ve created. The ones on your wrists, your thighs, your waist… trying to cut away the insecurities.

And here you are, present, at this school party. It’s crowded, but still making you feel alone. Your heart stings.

But you met a boy. And he’s much nicer than the previous. Finn. You talk, still wary about him. You laugh, share eachothers numbers, learn about eachother.. he felt.. caring.

And you kiss. In the middle of the crowded party, your lips connect. It was nice. Amazing, to say the least. It felt.. different. Making out with a stranger you met 2 hours ago in a classmates mansion.

His hands slip under your shirt, gently, caressing you.

Thats when he felt the waist scars.