c h a p t e r t w o: im not okay

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i don't know how i ended up in here. i just woke up in my bed, staring at the ceiling. i could feel finn next to me, holding my hand.

"wow. okay, this wasn't a dream..." i mumbled to myself. i could hear finn slightly sigh.

"you awake?" he whispers, squeezing my hand a bit. "nope." i simply reply. i don't even know how i woke up at 2 am.

"_______?" he turns his head to me. i could feel my face heat up a bit. "...yeah?" i silently reply, my hand locked with his.

"why do you cut?" his words quickly rolled of his mouth, and it was barely understandable, but i did understand.

but, how does he know i cut? hold on- oh no. yesterday, when i was cutting, i wore a white shirt. red and white aren't the best couple, actually. i must've drifted off to sleep when he noticed.

"i-i don't." i lied. i do, though.

"i saw your wrists earlier. why?" he asked. i insisted on telling him.

"you wouldn't even care." i sighed. such a famous actor like me compared to something like me was a huge advantage.

"i do care about you, i really do." he scooted closer to me, and surprisingly, we were still holding hands.

"fine." i sighed. "so when i first came to the school when i was like, 12, it was hard. exams hit me and i lost all my friends and got bullied. plus, i'm a weak person." i continued. "so now i cut everyday for entertaiment. whenever i feel worthless i cut." i finished.

"hey, _______?" finn whispered.
"yeah?" i mumbled.

"i can't promise to fix all your problems, but i can promise you won't face them alone."

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