Chapter 6

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~Rebecca's POV~

I woke up with somebody's arm around my waist. Then everything from the night before came to me, Luke cheating, me crying, Micheal telling me he cared about me, taking me home.. and basically staying the night. But all i need right now is just to clear my head

I remove Michael's hand from my waist and softly lie it down beside him, suprised he didn't wake up. I removed the covers from my legs and head across the hallway towards the bathroom.

I walk into the bathroom and shut the door, locking it. I turned the shower got undressed and hopped in.. i sat on the ground, letting the warm water hit my back calming me down a bit..

Why would luke hurt me like that? Was i good enough? Of course im not, i never am. Everyone hates me. That's why everyone left me. I'm worthless. I hate myself.. NO, i hate Luke! He cheated, it's his fault! He's such an asshole, when i see him im gonna rip his head off

I looked around looking about the small tub i was sitting in and then i noticed a shiny object across from me, something i haven't seen in a while...

A blade.

I lean towards the other end of the tub and grab it.. the steam fogging up my reflection. Remembering all of the times when i used it.. Then i look down at my faded scars..

One wouldn't hurt right?

I grab the blade guide it across my wrist, biting my bottom lip to keep me from screaming.. it hurt,but then it felt good, all of my pain started to ease away.. i do it again, this time alot slower and a bit deeper, but not deep enough to bleed out... i deserved it.

quietly sobbing i threw the blade at the wall in front of me. I stand up, look down at the trail of blood thats dripping down my arm and the new cuts I've made. I sigh and start washing up.

I hop out 15 minutes later and grabbed my towel and rapped it around me, and another for my hair..

I walk out and head back to my room and to my suprise, i see Michael half way down the stairs.

I walk into my room and head towards my closet and grab an old t-shirt and sweat pants, not caring what i look like today.

I quickly slip them on, take my damp hair out of the towel, brush it, put it up into a messy bun and head downstairs to join micheal on the couch.

"Morning" i say walking into the kitchen

"Morning" he said back plainly looking over to me. "How are you feeling?"

"Like i got hit by a bus" i laughed quietly

"Awwww Do u wanna cuddle?" He asked cocking his head do the side

"I'd love too"i walk to him and lay down next to him, swinging my arm around his torso and resting my head on his cheast

5 minutes passed and i was passing out

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~Michaels POV~

Wow, Rebecca just passed out.

I grab her and carry her upstairs into her room and lie her down onto her bed. I just sat there, admiring how peaceful and beautiful she was. ever since i met her i knew i was lucky enough to even know her. When i found out we were writing with her and her band i was suprised, and happy. I knew that if would give a me a chance to know her more. I wish she knew how much i loved and cared about her.. i wish i hadn't fucked up when i first met her, i agree i was such a dick that day, and i regret every bit of it. But i'm so lucky to be here now..

then i saw something i didn't wanna see... did she cut herself?

I grabbed her left wrist and looked at the new cuts she made.. i felt my heart drop.

I let go of her hand and put my head in my hands.. i can't believe i could of stopped her, AND I DIDN'T!! i'm so stupid! She could of died! AND I DIDN'T FUCKING STOP HER. Im such a fucking idiot!!!

I got up from her bed, headed towards the door and shut it quietly behind me. I headed downstairs and set my phone on the kitchen counter. I went towards the door and left. I couldn't be near her right now, i don't wanna be near her.. or anyone. I can't handle this...

I need to leave.

I headed towards my car and got in. I started the car and took a left, towards the highway.. i don't know where i'm going but i can figure that out later.. but right now i just need to leave

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I know it's not my best.. but i tried, i've had alot to do this passed week..

But I hope you like it!

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