Chapter 1

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"Hey, uh, Finn?" Amanda said, scooting closer to me. The Cinderella Castle glistened behind us as we cuddled together on the park bench. "Can I tell you something?"
"Yeah. You can tell me anything. I hope you know that," I replied, putting my arm around her shoulders and squeezing her tight. She winced.
"I, uh, have been... maybe it's better to show you." Amanda started to lift up her shirt.
"Woah Manda. We're in Disney! I dunno if we should uh do..." I was cut of when I saw something. Amanda stopped her shirt just under her bra.
All over her stomach were scars up and . Scars. Some more recent than others. My heart stopped.
"Manda... Have you been, hurting yourself?" I said, trying to remain calm. Inside I was freaking. My heart pounded. Amanda nodded quickly.
"What? Why didn't you tell me?! I could've helped. I could've stopped you!"
"Finn stop. Don't you dare blame yourself. It wasn't you fault. I chose not to tell you. You couldn't have known-"
"You're my girlfriend! I love you so much! I thought i knew you well enough to know if you weren't okay! I must've so caught up in my own stupid world..."
"Finn no you-"
"I know what I did. I was a terrible boyfriend. It's all my fault for not knowing..."
"FINN STOP!" Amanda yelled. I looked up at her. "It's not your fault! I chose not to tell you! I'm sorry for this! But it's beyond your control! I'm sorry but I have to go."
We were both crying then.
And Amanda left.
She left the bench. Left me wondering.
Why did she do this? How could I not have known? What did she plan on doing now?
I didn't know.
But I did know one thing: I needed to fix her.

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