Rachel's POV
I finished getting ready. My phone went off. It was a unknown number. I answered it.
Rachel- hello ?
?- hello Rachel
Rachel- who is this?
?- your father
Rachel-what do you want
Father- I just called to tell you how much I hated you and that you will be moving to Florida no one cares about what you want and when you do I will make your life miserable hate you always
The line went dead. And my heart broke. I had to do it. I went to the bathroom. I grabbed the blade of the counter. I started crying. I thought he had actually changed. But no. I will never have a father. I cut my arm over and over again. I started crying. The door slung open. I looked to see Sam.
SAMs POV
I drove to Rachel's house. I knocked on the door no one answered. I went in thinking she didn't here me. I walked down the hall and heard sobbing. I ran up stairs. I opened the bathroom to Rachel crying she was shanking violently. She had a blade in her hands and a bloody arm. "Why",she chocked out. I ran over to her. "Give it here",I said in a soft tone. She shook her head no. "Please we will get through what ever is going on together". I grabbed her cut free wrist. She dropped it. I hugged her. I helped her up and she sat on the toilet seat. I went through the cabinet and found a first aid. I put some medicine on it then
Wrapped it up. "Come on in here",I said helping her up. We walked into her bedroom. She crawled up into the bed I laid next to her. She put her head in my lap. I played with her hair.
Rachel's POV
I told Sam everything that had happened. "I just can't stand them anymore",I said. "How about we get your mind off this and go to the beach"? "Yeah sounds great". I went and changed. We drove to Sam's house and he got his swimming trunks and we headed to the beach.
