"What do you want?" I whispered to him helplessly. I just wanted him to leave me alone and to leave me be. He was making my stay a whole lot harder. "To help you, tesorino." His fingers came up to my face and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "I don't need help." I responded hastily. I needed him to stay away by all means possible. "You're right," his voice went down an octave and I felt my senses awakening. "You don't need help--" "That's right." I nodded my head, proud to be right for once. "You need saving." ___ This story does contain self harm and suicide attempt/s. Also bullying so if it's triggering for you then this isn't the story for you.
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