Manage Me, I'm a Mess

You're adorable as hell but I'm glancing at your wrist

(a week later)

'Whats the matter?' I ask when Alex lies down next to me and curls straight into my arms, 
'I was walking home and I ran into Josh and Max.' he sighs and I squeeze him, 
'What happened baby?' I whisper,
'They started yelling at me and pushing me around. They probably would have beaten me up if mr Levis hadn't of driven passed. He yelled at them and stayed with me until they'd left.' he says shakily,
'Oh honey, it's okay, you're okay.' I sigh and hug him tightly, he pulls away and sits up against the head board slightly, I look down and notice he's holding his arm awkwardly,
'Is your arm hurt?' I ask and he shrugs,
'Let me see babe.' I sigh and he shakes his head and pulls it away,
'Honey, please let me look.' I say and take his arm, pulling his sleeve up.
I gasp loudly and a sob escapes my lips.
Hundreds and hundreds of scars and cuts go up ad wrap around his arm. Hundreds.
'You promised me!' I cry,
'Jack, I'm sorry.' he whispers,
'You promised me! You promised me you didn't hurt yourself! This isn't hurting yourself lex! This is fucking DESTROYING yourself!' I scream, sobbing heavily, 
'Jack stop, please.' he begs, grabbing my arm,
'NO! You promised me Alex!' I scream and our bedroom door opens,
'What the hell is going on?!' my dad yells, I jump off my bed and run over to him, flinging myself into his chest and crying harder,
'Whats wrong Jacky?' he gasps.

-Alex's POV-

'Alex, what's going on?' Bassam asks me and I just start crying,
'Look at his arms! Look at his fucking arms Dad!' Jack screams, pointing at me,
'Oh no, Alex, please no.' Bassam whispers and I yank my sleeves up, a sob escaping my lips, 
'Oh Alex, no, no, buddy.' he sighs and rushes over, jack still clinging onto him, he sits down next to me and Jack sits next to him, Bassam puts an arm around the both of us,
'Its okay boys, it's all okay. We can sort this out.' he whispers, I reach over and hold Jacks hand, causing a sob to fall from his lips,
'Its okay.' I whisper,
'You promised me.' he chokes out.

(later on)

'Why did you lie to me?' Jack asks suddenly, we've been lying in our separate beds in silence for about an hour,
'I was scared of how you'd react.' I sigh,
'Okay, yeah, I get that.' he says softly and we fall into a silence again, I stare up in the pitch black and try to ignore the thoughts in my head. A few minutes later my duvet lifts and the bed dips and arms wrap around my waist,
'Im sorry I screamed at you. I'm sorry I didn't just hold you. I should of just held you and told you you'd be okay.' Jack whispers, kissing my hair,
'Its okay. I was scared but it's okay.' I sigh,
'You know I love you, right? You are so precious to me.' he breathes, hugging me tightly,
'I love you too. I'm sorry I hurt you.' I whisper,
'Im going to help you, okay? You'll be okay.' he says softly.