Her head tilts back slightly and she closes her eyes. She bites her lip, her nails digging into my shoulders. She slows down ontop of me slightly.
"Baby, stop" I whisper as I see the tears running down her cheeks. "No, no.. I dont have to, I'm fine" she whispers.
I gently pull her off of me. She sobs, pushing my face into my shoulder. "I'm sorry" she cries. She wraps her arms around my neck.
I turn us around, gently sitting her down, pulling her off of me. I pull away and stand up. She gets up quickly, putting on my robe. She runs into my bathroom. I put on my pyjama bottoms and leave the room.
I go to the downstairs bathroom. I see one of my hoodies on the hanger to dry. I grab it and put it on. I pull down my sleeves.
I go to the living room. My mom's just in here by herself sat on the couch. "Honey?" She looks at me. I look down.
"Come here" she says. I walk over to her. I sit next to her and she hugs me. "What's wrong baby?" She whispers. "She's crying because of the scars on my arms" I whisper.
"Then why are you out here?" She strokes my hair gently. "Because I don't know what to do" I say.
"Yes you do, you're always comforting people when they're sad" she says. "But I made her sad.. and I don't know why" I say. "Because she loves you and doesn't like seeing you hurt.. especially when you're doing it yourself" she says.
"Mom" I say. "I know" she whispers, kissing my head. I hug her again before getting up and walking upstairs.
I knock on the bathroom door. "Babe come out!" I knock harder. She opens the door.
"I'm sorry" she looks down. "Its okay, don't be sorry.. I'm sorry" I say. "You're crying" she wipes my tears. I hug her tight. She sighs quietly as I pick her up. I carry her to the bed.
I sit her down and kneel infront of her. "I didnt mean to start crying.. I just- I looked down and saw the scars.. I didn't- why are you still doing that? I t-thought you were happier now I'm here" she cries.
"I am happier.. and I haven't done it in a week baby" I whisper. "I'm sorry" she hugs me tight. I hug her back.
We finally pull away. "Are you okay?" We both ask in unison. We both chuckle. "Yes" we both say. We smile. "Can we just cuddle?" She asks. "Sounds good" I stand up.
We lay down and cuddle into eachother. She takes off my robe, tossing it aside. I pull the covers up. "Take your hoodie off baby" she says. "I'm cold" I lie. "Oh, okay" she smiles, kissing my cheek.
"Sorry sweetie, I kinda left you hanging in bed before, didn't I?" She chuckles softly. "Its okay" I chuckle. She kisses me softly.
"Are you happier with me here?" She whispers. "You know I am" I say. She smiles. She kisses me deeply. I put my hands on her cheeks. She sighs in pleasure, grabbing onto my hair gently.
I pull away slowly. She snuggles into her pillow. "Ughhhh!" I groan dramatically. "What?" She asks. "We have gym class tomorrow!" I whine. She giggles. "It'll be okay, I'll be right there with you" she says. I sigh.
"Night" she closes her eyes. "Night cutie" i kiss her nose. She giggles. She soon falls asleep. I wrap my arms around her and soon fall asleep after.
