*Jason's POV*

I didn't sleep all weekend and I got ready for school on Monday morning. I drove to school and passed by her house. 

I thought about her constantly and I never stopped. I can't believe that things ended the way that they did. I really cared about her and I never wanted to lose her. 

When I pulled to her house the day I tried to get her back and I seen her bleeding, I lost it. When I left I began to cry. I couldn't stand the fact that I was the one that caused her to do that to herself.

I parked and walked into school. The first thing I see is her, with pants that are skin tight showing off the gap between her knees and how skinny her legs are, and wearing a long sleeve black t shirt that touched her knees. 

She was so beautiful and I missed her so much. I walked up to her.

"Hello angel. You look beautiful today."

"I told you not to talk to me. We've been over since Saturday. Don't you have some other girl to go get with?"

I watched her walk away and my heart broke. I felt bad about not saying anything when she ran out of the restaurant. Her words keep ringing in my ears and I can't shake them off. I never thought that I would have to hear those words. 

I walked to class and seen her walking and decided after school I was going to win her back.

When the final bell rang, I ran down the hall to get to her, I followed her as she walked all the way to her house. I pulled into the driveway and I got out of the car as she was walking around the corner. I ran to her an pulled her into my arms. 

"I'm so sorry Casper. I never called her and I threw her number away. I am in love with you and I need you in my life as mine. Please, please, take me back. I love you."

She looked at me with a mixture of anger, sadness, and guilt in her eyes. She began to cry and her body became limp as she depended on me to hold her up. I held her and let her cry into my shirt. 

"Shhhhh. It's ok angel."

I picked her up and walked to her front door. I unlocked it and brought her inside. I laid her down on her mom's bed and laid down next to her, pulling her into my arms. She sobbed for a long time and when she stopped, she looked up at me.

"I-I'm s-s-sorry. I d-didn't mean to h-hurt like this in front of y-you. I w-will take you back. I l-love you too."

I smiled a bit and pulled her face to mine. I kissed her and when I pulled away she had stopped crying. 

"Angel, how many cuts do you have now?"

She said nothing and she looked me in the eyes and started to cry.  She went to her room and closed the door. I waited and when she came back she was wearing a bathing suit.

"This was the only way I can show you all of them."

TRIGGER WARNING!

I looked at her up and down. I started to cry and when I looked closer at her, she had split open the ones on her arms and she had them from head to toe. Red, inflamed lines covered every inch of her skin. I cried and fell to my knees on the floor. I also seen how her bones were sticking out from her being so skinny and how pale she was. Her eyes were no longer bright green but now a dull gray.

She walked out of the room and I kept crying and the next thing I knew I saw two black sleeves and two pale feet standing over me. I wrapped my arms around her and I didn't let her go. I kept crying. 

I felt SO bad to have been the person who made her do this to herself. What did I do?