What did I do?
What did I do?
Am I crazy? A freak? A-A slut?
"Hey, you're going to hurt yourself?"
I heard my mother’s voice, soft and concerned, as she entered my old bedroom. I’d come home, unable to face anyone at school after last night. The memory of Luther, Blaze, Ashton, and Colt made me shudder. It felt so foreign and yet, I did what I did.
I sat on the unfamiliar bed, my mind swirling with confusion and uncertainty. The plain walls of this new room felt cold and unwelcoming, a stark contrast to the chaos inside me. I skipped the morning class because shame settled in my chest like a heavy stone, but more than that, I felt lost.
"Hey, sweetie. You okay?" My mom’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Since when are you here?”
She sat beside me, placing a comforting hand on my shou
