Our Messed Up Lives

11 My Shower

As soon as I pulled up to my drive way, I got out of the car slamming the door. I walked over to Emery's side and carried her crying body to the house.

"Call your parents. You're staying here for the weekend. I'm not letting you out of my sight."

As she called, I took a shower. I looked at myself in the mirror hard, before undressing. I was so upset at the monster I stared at. I let the girl I lied i never even liked you get raped. How could I not of been there. I knew what I was going to do. I had too. I went into my pantry and pulled out one of my razors and got in the shower. I pulled the blade fast across my wrist. Several times until I finally broke down crying in the shower. My black hair, was covering my eyes will I cried, so I didn't know Em was standing in the doorway until she said, "Sean! What the hell are you doing?"

She rushed over to me and turned the water off. She grabbed my wrist and kissed it. "Sean." She whispered while rubbing her hand on my face. She leaned in and kissed me then stood up. "Get dressed and come out. Then we can talk."

So I did, and after putting band aid on. I walked out with just my boxers on and laid down on my bed. The lights were off, but I could tell she was there. "Em. I'm sorry."

She rolled over. I could tell she was crying. "Look Sean. I don't care about what happened to me. I don't."

She was almost wailing down, sitting up her head leaning against my bed frame, her knees to her chest. "All I care about is you. You're all I want. And I don't ever want to see you hurt yourself again."

I was silent. Then she stuttered. "I-i-i love you."

I brought my body up to meet hers when she said this. Putting both of my hands around her slim face. I brushed my lips across her's saying, "I love you too."

I felt tears streaming down her cheeks. And I kissed them off. This was my baby girl. No one was ever going to hurt her again. Not even me.