One, Two, Three

Chapter four

"One,

Two,

Three."

He counts the cuts out load. He is kinda like my personal doctor. He is one of the only people who actually care about me. He is also the only other person who knows my secret. He found out a week after my 11th cut scared. He saw my wrist while we were swimming. Then not long after that he realized I wasn't stopping anytime soon. So he decided that he would just clean then up so I wouldn't get as many scars and so they would heal faster.

He truly is my best friend. We have known each other forever. We met in first grade, Mrs. Smellers class. It was play time and this kid was making fun of me. Romeo told him to stop and when he didn't stop Romeo pushed him to the ground. He got a time out, and we've been friends ever seance. We hang out almost everyday. The only problem is Jack is always around lately so he doesn't get many chances to cheek them. But it's not a big deal to me. He gets really mad when I don't let him do this. Sometimes I think there is a reason for that beside for being best friends. He also gets mad when I do them to deep. He yells at me and says 'YOU'RE NOT LEAVING ME HERE ALONE DAMNIT!'

"Porsche, does this hurt?" He asks putting some cut clearer shit on them. It stings a little but I like the feeling. "It feels good." I say. Then he grabs my wrist really hard and says "Do you like this feeling too?" He seems really frustrated or something. He has never done that before. He squeezed it really hard I scream a little. Good thing he has his music loud or we would of been busted for shore. "What the hell was that for?" I ask as I take my wrist away from him. "You need to stop this. It's bullshit that I need to take care of you like this." He says as puts all of his first aid kit away. "Ok. I'm sorry. I won't let you clean them anymore. The only reason I let you is 'cause you get mad at me when I don't." I say while blowing on my cuts. He looks at me. Then he walks away and punches his punching bag. "No! That's not what I mean! I don't care that I clean them. I'm glad I do. I... Just don't want you cutting anymore. It doesn't only hurt you it will hurt your dad and brother when they find out. It will hurt Jack. I hate lying to them. Our family's are really close. They know how close we are. When one of them notices something wrong with you I have to say oh she just had a bad day or she is just tired. I hate doing that." He finishes talking and plops down next to me on his bed. It looks like he is gonna cry. I put my head on his shoulder an lien into him. I grab his hand, it always makes him feel better. "I'm sorry. But I can't." I say with a tear running down the side of my face. "It doesn't only hurt them," he puts his left arm around me "it hurts me too. A lot it kills me to see you doing this to yourself. I try so hard to get it through to you that you are beautiful and you don't need to do this, but you... you don't hear me out." I sit up. I get up and walk over to his stereo system and turn it up really high. Then I just break down. I fall to the floor crying so hard I can hardly breath. I can feel pains in my chest. It feels like my heart's breaking. Romeo walks over and pulls me into his arms. I ylook up to him. His beautiful brown hair. Is covering his eyes. I push his hair out of the way and see him tearing up. The tears make his crystal blue eyes sparkle. He closes his eyes trying so hard to be strong enough for the both if us. But he can't anymore. So I stop crying and stand up I give him a hand standing up and walk him over to his bed. "Thank you so much. You have been strong enough for both of us for to long. I'll stop. For you." I say as I put my arms around him and hold his hands. He breaks, he start weeping harder then I was. I put my head on his shoulder and whisper "It's ok. Let it out." Like my mom use to say to me when I was little. I look at our hands. Our fingers intertwined. His perfect tan skin and my ugly pail skin. He is perfect in every way. That's why I don't understand why we are friends. But I'm glad we are. Or I would be dead by now. I look at the clock it's 01:23pm.