9 Chapter Nine

Gemma's POV

I loved having Jenny at my place and it has only been three days. I was scared she wouldn't be my friend when she found out about the self harm. But she said she wanted to help. So here we are in my room sorted cross legged in front of each other. I had my phone in my hand in case I needed to text her.

"Okay so we are going to start simple. Removing the scars. But first we need to take pictures of you with your scars so when you heal you can reflect on all of it." She said. I shook my head and texted her.

Me: No fucking way. What if someone gets those pics. You're crazy.

She read and sighed. "Its not like we are taking your face only the body parts. Trust me this will help." I sighed. This girl is lucky I love her. I changed into a bikini by her instructions and we took pictures.

'I'm proud of you.' Winter said in my head. I smiled.