Log; Things kept in the Dark.

Edward had left town though half the summer to go see family in England. His father had come from England Edward had been invited by his geat Aunt to come stay a few weeks to escape the doom and gloom of his sitaution. He had returned a week before and called Lydia once to let her know he was home but ill from the travel.

Truth was he just didnt want her to ee what he had done to himself in his depression. He had been better off at home with his friends close by. Surrounded by ritzy strangers Edward had fallen deeper two days before his flight home he had busted a wine glass and carved his arms again. He had regreated it soon after doing it but he didnt want Lydia to worry or Kim to know at all.

He ws sittng on the steps inside of the old gothic mansion just reflecting. Dressed in a pair of Tripps and a black sleveeless shirt. He didnt expect company so he hadnt bothered hiding his scars or the fresh cuts on his arms.