I open my eyes and look down. I'm in completely different clothes and my wrist is all wrapped up and cleaned. I'm in a bed and it's a boys room. I instantly shoot up out of the bed ignoring my pounding head. The door opens and it reveals Asher.
"Hey how are you feeling?" He asks.
"Fine. Why am I here and why am I in different clothes?"
"Well when I found you covered in blood I obviously wasn't going to leave you there. And don't worry about your clothes. My mom changed you because we washed your other clothes." He said with a small smile.
"I have to leave." I say. I hate being rude but if Liam knew I was here it would be horrible.
"Your clothes are almost done and i'm going to school soon. I can bring you with me after breakfast."
I hesitantly agree and follow him downstairs. His mom was cooking breakfast.
"Hello! I'm Elizabeth. It's nice to meet you properly." She says giving me a warm smile.
"Its nice to meet you too." I say awkwardly.
She knows I cut. They both do but it doesn't seem like they are judging me.
She sets two plates of eggs and toast on the table. Asher sits down and I sit next to him. I hear a door open and close down a hallway and a tall boy walks out.
"Camila, this is Asher's older brother Declan." Elizabeth says.
"Hi Declan." I say quietly.
"Hello Camila." He says laughing a little.
Why did he laugh? Maybe I shouldn't have called him his first name. I don't want to be here right now. These people seem nice but I'm not supposed to be here.
We all eat breakfast while the family talks and I just zone out. Until I heard the mom say my name. I look up from the plate and notice that Declan and Asher are gone from the table.
"I want to talk to you. About last night." She says.
"I'm really sorry but please don't tell my mom. We aren't on good terms right now and she would just flip." I say panicked.
"Don't worry. I used to cut too Camila. I know how it feels to feel like you've hit rock bottom. But I want you to know that if things get too hard again to come here. You seem like a very sweet girl and you don't deserve to feel like that. You don't have to tell me why you do it because I know it's hard to talk about. But if you are unsafe please come here."
I didn't even realize that I was now sobbing. I've always wanted to hear that from my own mother. She pulls me into a hug and I sob into her shoulder. I don't know how long we sat there like that but after I pull away she wipes my tears.
"Oh honey." She says with a hurt expression on her face.
I hug her again for a minute.
"Thank you so much for that. I really needed that." I say with a small smile.
"Of course. Now let's go get your clothes for you." She says rubbing my back in a comforting way.
We get my clothes out of the dryer and I go into Elizabeth's room to get changed. She gave me some of her makeup to make myself look presentable.
After about 10 minutes I was ready to go and after saying thank you to Elizabeth again, me and Asher were on our way to school.
When we got there I got out of the car. Me and Asher went our separate ways and I walked over to the bench to meet up with the group. I walked up to Liam and he put his arm around my waist.
"Hey babe."
"Hi, I have to talk to you later." I say.
He nods and Amy starts smiling like a crazy person.
"After school we are going dress shopping!!" She says with a huge smile while giggling.
"Okay." I laugh at her.
The bell rang and I walked over to my locker and grabbed my stuff. A few periods later, I got to the class that Asher is in.
I sat in the seat I usually do and as soon as Asher walked in he smiled and sat next to me.
"Hi my new best friend." he said.
"Hi." I say laughing a little.
I've never seen someone treat me the same even after seeing me in my worst state. He helped me and he respects me. It's refreshing having someone nice in my life.
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Random//Warning// • There is abuse, manipulation, self harm, and rape. If any of that triggers you then please do not read! //Description// Camila is in an abusive and toxic relationship with the popular boy Liam. She takes his abuse silently but is losi...