***CONTENT WARNING!!!*** THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER DEPICTS DISCRIPTIONS OF SELF MUTILATION, SELF HARM, AND OTHER THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED!!!
After we made it back to our bedroom, I turned and looked at Andrew. I bite my lower lip and clear my throat before I just come out and ask him my question. “So… What is the story behind the scar on your chest?”
He smirks and shakes his head slowly. “I’ll make a deal with you… If I tell you what my scar is from, you have to tell me about the ones on your wrists and your back, deal?”
I bite my lower lip. Surely he already knows, right? I shake my head and look up into his eyes. “Alright, fine… It’s a deal. Now tell me the story behind the scar on your chest… Please.”
He smirks and chuckles low before he takes a deep breath.
