Part 1 Your pov Another day went by. Another day where I am all by myself. Another day where he didn‘t call. Another day where I miss him like hell and he probably didn‘t even think about me. I stand up and walk to our bathroom to wash my face. I look at myself in the mirror and all I see is my ugly face and my fat body. I don‘t deserve him. Tears start streaming down my face. I slowly take my clothes off. I start crying even harder by every inch I see my bare body. I get into the shower and turn the water on. The cold water is giving me goosebumps and I shiver. My sobs are getting louder and louder. On days like this I need someone that hugs me, brings me ice cream and tells me that anything is going to be ok. I can‘t take it anymore. The pressure to be the perfect girlfriend. The pressure to accept myself the way I am, the way I look. I slide down the shower wall, my legs too weak to hold my body weight. I don‘t deserve him. I grab my razor. I know I promised him I wouldn‘t do it again. I know I did. „I am sorry Calum“ I whisper as I slowly start to cut..