I'm broken, OKAY!

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*******Megans POV********
When we pulled up to the house everyone was still here and it was 11:54, I got out the car and just stood staring at the front door Liam broke my silent thoughts
"Megan give me the lighter now" his voice for was firm, I can't believe him he tricked me
"Will I fuck" I slowly started to walk backwards but Liam grabbed me, picked me up and dragged me to the house kicking and screaming "LIAM PUT ME DOWN NOW" I screamed at him as I slammed my fists into his back, the front door opened abruptly open to my mum and dad stood there
Liam put me down and I walked through the door and I tried to go straight up to my room but Harry jumped infront of the stairs
"I don't think so Megan"
"Just let me passed Harry" I couldn't look at him or anyone infact

My dad spoke up "Megan give me the lighter and cigarettes now"
I spun on my heels and threw the lighter at him, rarther hard but I played cricket so it was my natural reflex to throw something as hard and fast as I could
"And the cigarettes" my mums voice sounded croaky her face looked tear stained, why would she be crying over me no she proberly wasn't Jake or Lloyd has done something that's why she was crying
"I smoked my last one earlier mother" it was true but I will just get some more and a new lighter from Maddie tomorrow
"I believe you.." I let out a scoffed laugh she believe me, mum carried on talking
"But where have you been getting them from?" I can't tell her I get then from Maddie
"Just this lad at school"
"Megan promise me you will stop properly this time" my dad intruped my mum
"Yeah ok, can I go back to my room now"
"Fine but don't forget that Rose is sleeping in your room tonight" oh great joy everone was staying over for 4 days

I didn't say anything to that I just walked up to my room.
When I got there Rose was sat outside on her phone
"Come in Rose Payne, to the lair of the fucked up child Megan Tomlinson" I couldn't help but joke around with her
"Honestly when will you ever behave"
"Never"
I walked in my lamp was on so I didn't bother with my big light, I pointed at the sofa bed by my desk and said to rose that's where she would sleep.

Once we were ready for bed I put the lamp of and slid under the duvet "Night Rose" there was no response, she must have already been asleep, I fumbled with my headphones and connected them to phone and pressed shuffle the first song that came one was Off To The Races by Lana Del Rey.

I laided down and  closed my eyes in hope of getting some sleep. I tossed and turned for two hours before I went into the bathroom to get a glass of water. I saw my reflection in the mirror I started at it the ghostly face, deep dark shadows hung under my eyes, my cheek bone prudtruded quite offensivly and my dry chapped lips stung as the salty tears streamed over them. I was crying I NEVER cry, I reached for the one thing I knew would stop the tears, my spare blade I kept in here.

My hands were so shaky I could barley open the box but once I did I ran my finger over the sharp silver edge of my piece of perfection. Pulling up my sleeves I saw the few cuts that I decorated my arms with earlier.

I sunk down to the cool tiled floor, my back against the back. I pressed the blade into my arm and quickly drew it back and forth like a bow and arrow, once I was happy with the relif I let the blade drop to the floor and a loud sob left my mouth, I quickly and firmly clamped my had over my mouth but more and more sobs kept coming out and the tears were cascading down my face. NO I DO NOT CRY STOP CRYING MEGAN STOP BEING SO WEAK. My mind was screaming to itself willing me to stop but I couldn't.

I was so focused on not crying that I didn't noticed the shadowed figure stop in the doorway, Liam 

"H-how long have you been stood there" I managed to choke out from the tears 

"About 5 or so minutes" oh great he has just seen me tear into my arm with a blade, I studied his face for a second,I could just about see the tears shimmering in his eyes

He came and knelt infront of me at eye level and picked up my arm to inspect my cuts

"Why Megan" I din't answer him so he asked me again almost shouting

"Because I'm broken, OKAY!" at this point the tears had stopped and all that was left inside of me was numbness I couldn't feel anything anymore. 

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