Cleo's POV

I sat in my room thinking. How could this tear us apart? I haven't talked to Rikki or Emma in days, who knows what they think about this. I never figured they would find out, but they did. I put my face in my hands and wanted to sob. I lost my two best friends because of a stupid habit. My mom is gone and she can't help me with this problem. Who knew it would be me dealing with this. Kim broke my daze by pounding on my door.

"Cleo! I want breakfast!" She hollered from the hallway.

"Get it yourself, you lazy little pest." I screamed back. I heard a few stomps and more whining.

"Cleo!" My father blared. "Come help your sister." I sighed, it looks like Kim gets what she wants again. I brought my hand over my recent additions on my upper arm, they felt like random bumps on my skin. I covered my arms with my sleeves and stormed out into the hallway.

"Dad she is old enough to make toast herself. All she has to do is drop bread in the toaster, and tada! ITS DONE. But no, little Kim rules this house." My voice began to rise as Kim gawked at me.

"Dad said you have to take care of me, and I'm hungry." She squawked.

"Kim, make breakfast yourself!" I groaned and put my head on the table. She gaped at me and then threw bread into the toaster and continued to stare at me.

"There, situation resolved." My dad smiled and headed into the bathroom.

"Pest." I mumbled. She stuck her tongue out at me and I flipped. Underneath the table, I extended my hand out and tipped over her milk glass.

"Uhhhg, this always happens!" She yelped and I giggled and went back into my room. I jumped onto my bed and looked at the time, 7:25. I still have time before the bus comes, I guess. I walked over to my dresser and threw my hair into a curly, messy bun. I pinned back the strays and smoothed it out a bit. I then picked up my brown eyeliner and gently grazed it around my eyelids. Now mascara. I then walked into my closet and put on a jersey shirt. You know, those shirts that are a little longer than a t-shirt? I threw on my jean capris and I was ready to go. I dreaded school, nothing good came out of it anymore, anyways. The doorbell rang and I knew who it was. It was Lewis. I smiled and opened the door, but he wasn't smiling. He grabbed my arm and yanked me into my room.

"Cleo, when were you going to tell me about this?" He asked, his voice was filled with betrayel and hurt. I stared at my floor. I was too ashamed to talk to him about this. "Where?" He harshly asked. I brought up my hand to my sleeve to reveal over ten deep cuts in my upper arm. He flinched and brought his hand to my arm. "Cleo, Why?" I frowned and shrugged. He stretched his arms out and embraced me. "Cleo, I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you. I knew this would be hard on you, I just had no idea."

I know that stopping is hard to do
But just think for one second
To what this is doing to you
But deep down inside
This songs for another girl
Who can take this pain away
Once in a while
I try to forget this hate
Ill rest on it today

Sitting on your bed
The mind will just regress
And things that once were
Well never be again
Swallowing this dust
I think about this trust
That once was before
But will never be again

Falling back
To you
And I won't
And I won't
And I try
And I try
Do you see
That my jeans
Have a c on the side
Wanting more
Not giving in
And I won't
And I won't
And I try
And I try
Do you see
That my jeans
Have a c

"Come on, Lewis, we'll be late for the bus." I halfsmiled and we walked out. It looked as if he was almost in tears. I grabbed my backpack and slid it on my shoulder. We opened the door and walked down the street to the stop sign, this was the bus stop. We waited there, in akward silence. How did he find out?

A/N: So what did you guys think of chapter one? And also if you didnt know, song lyrics are the bolded words. It's just to go along with the story, kind of get in the character's pov a little more. So anyways, please please please R&R :D

I'll try and update daily, I usually have time on my hands now.