We will never escape ( Camp Cretaceous fanfic )

Broken promises and secrets

TW: Cutting, Blood, and mentions of abuse.

Yaz pov:

I was sitting on the bed with Sammy next to me half-asleep.

"I'm gonna take a shower." I whisper to her walking into the king sized bathroom and closing the door.

I turned on the shower and walked over to the sink.

I had found a small shard of glass smaller than my hand while we were in the hallway. I had tripped and noticed it. So I picked it up.

I held it up to my arm shakily.

I made a deep cut into my arm and watched the blood drip slowly into the drain.

I promised myself I'd stop cutting. I promised my mom I'd stop cutting but cutting was the only thing that numbed my pain.

I made a few smaller less noticeable cuts on my arm and was about to clean them when i heard a knock on the door.

"Yaz you've been in there a while are you alright?"

"Yeah Sam I'll be out in a moment."  I turned the shower off then realized I hadn't turned off the sink.

'Oh Lord. '

The door flew open.

Sammy POV:

I knew she was lying she had been acting so weird the moment we walked into this room. My suspicions were confirmed when I heard the sink running.

I threw open the door to see Yaz standing there with her hands behind her back.  There was faint traces of red in the sink.

"What are you DOING?" I grabbed her forearm and she yelped backing away. I looked at my hand which was now covered in red liquid.

"Your cutting aren't you?" I snapped as she looked away.

"AWNSER ME YASMINA ELIZABETH FADOULA!"

She was staring at the floor and gave the tiniest nod.

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO YOURSELF?"

She began shaking and her lip trembled and she didn't bother looking up at me.

"I- I don't know.."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW!"

I exclaimed I raised my hand stretching my stiff arm.

It hurt seeing her like this I shouldn't have yelled at her I felt terrible honest to god I wish I hadn't yelled.

I couldn't fix what I had done I just needed to be there for her now.

Yasmina eyed my hand and cowered back pushing herself up against the wall and sliding down to the ground.

I took a deep breath calming down.

"Yaz I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you and I'm definitely not going to hurt you."

I sat down on the floor infront of her.

I pulled her close to me, she stiffened at first then sank into the hug. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. " She sobbed repeatedly.

"It's okay your safe it's alright." I gently stroked her chestnut hair and sat with her till her tears subsided.

"I shouldn't have yelled at you. I was just having a rough time possessing everything and I was frustrated."

"I shouldn't have taken my frustration out on you Yaz but why are you cutting?"

"It numbs it." She whispered.

"Numbs what?"

"The pain.."

"Cutting isn't going to help it's going to hurt you even worse."

She looked up at me and sighed.

"I'm scared Sammy, if we are going home I have to face my father again and I don't think I can take the pain anymore t-thats why I was cutting."

She stood up taking a moment to clean her wounds and breath.

"My dad is the scariest person I have every met worse than Mitch and Tiff even worse than Doctor Wu." She shuddered

"You don't have to tell me if your not ready." I said making sure to reassure the shorter girl.

"No it's fine you need to know." She muttered walking out of the bathroom and beckoned me forwards.

"It started when I was 9 my mom was murdered and he hasn't been the same since. He started drinking a lot."

She took a deep breath. "When he was drunk he'd beat me and call me worthless useless and umm.. other stuff like that."

"When I was barely 11 I came home from school he had decided to get a whip. He'd use it on me whenever he was in a 'Good Mood' I have the scars to prove it and I stayed at my friends house for the main part since then."

My stomach twisted. I was disgusted. How could someone do that? Especially at such a young age.

I decided to give Yaz a break and change the subject. "Wanna watch a movie?"

Word count: 768!