*Casper's POV*

My arms hurt like hell, but it's worth every second to be out with the guy that I love. He is so amazing and he has sacrificed so much for me and I am completely in love with him. He showed compassion in all of his actions and in whatever he did. I think that he may be the one I have needed all along and I regret not talking to him before but I also don't because then we wouldn't be the same as we are now. 

We get to this little local restaurant and he gets out of the car to open the door for me. It's little things like that, that make my heart race and my stomach do flips.

We walked inside and I smelled all of these delicious smells coming from every direction. It was gravy, coffee, eggs, toast, and freshly baked biscuits. My senses were going wild and my stomach started to growl. I hadn't eaten since the day before yesterday. 

We sat down at a table and a waitress came over to the table to take our orders. 

She kept making lovey eyes at Jason and it made me feel insecure. I suddenly lost my urge to eat and wasn't hungry anymore. 

"I'll just have a glass of water."

"Are you sure? You can get more."

"I am sure. I am not really that hungry anymore."

Jason ordered his food and when the waitress walked away, he looked at me.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine."

He looked at me compassionately and sighed. The waitress came back with my water and his food. She didn't even acknowledge the fact that I even existed. She then grabbed Jason's hand and stuck a slip of paper in it and kissed him on the cheek.

"Call me anytime cutie."

Jason was left speechless. I got out of my seat and walked out of the restaurant. I walked down the street and started to cry. I ran all the way home and when I got home I grabbed my blades and did what I thought that I would never do again.

TRIGGER WARNING!

I ripped the bandages off my arms and slid off my jeans. I dug the blade deep into the flesh of my thigh, over and over again, until I felt the blood dripping down my leg. Then I moved up to my arms. I sliced over the healing cuts, reopening them. I made more deep, fresh cuts between the healing ones and didn't stop until I felt the blood running down my arms.

I started to slip away into the blackness of sleep, when I heard a knock on the front door. I walked slowly to the front door and unlocked it slowly and then opened it. 

There stood Jason. A shocked look on his face when he realized what I had done to myself. 

"Oh my god what did you do?" 

I was silent.

"Why did you do it?"

"Because I knew that this would happen. There are better people out there for you that are not so broken and damaged. I knew that's why I needed to stay away from you. I knew it. I hate myself for letting you in."

"Angel you're bleeding everywhere. Lemme come inside and help you."

"You know what? I did this to myself before you could help me. I took care of it myself. I will be perfectly fine without you."

"Please don't do this. Why?"

"Because I know that you don't love me. You lied. So I am telling you to stay away from me and don't ever talk to me again."

I threw his stuff out of the door at his feet and slammed the door shut. I walked down the hallway and the last thing I remember before passing out, was I looked at my phone and Jason was calling. Then I passed out in my mother's room on the floor.