Save Me // S.W

Chapter 16

"Jay?" I call out . No one responds.

"Jay answer me." I scream. No answer.

I fall to my knees.

"Jay!" I scream from the top of my lungs.

I hear someone rush down the stairs.

"Shut up you worthless piece of shit!" My 'father' screams.

I just cry louder. He slaps me.

"It's all your fault so why cry for him?" He yells.

"Please stop." I say trying to stop crying.

He slaps me a couple more times and walks back up the stairs.

I wake up and walk to the restroom.

Your worthless. Ugly. Fat. Not good enough. Why are you even alive. I grab the blade and just let it cut through my wrist. Once you start you can't stop.

I wipe off the blood and begin to cry.

"Erin?" I hear someone call out.

"One minute." My voice cracks.

I clean myself up and open the door to find Sam.

"What's wrong?" He says looking worried. I just can't hold it and cry in his chest.

"Shhh baby." He says rubbing my back.

I control myself and get ready.

"Ready for school babe?" Sam kisses my cheek.

"Yeah." I smile. Sam and I have been together for a week now.

We get to school. Its really hot. I'm wearing a sweater since I cut myself. I don't want Sam seeing. He has seen them on my hips. I just don't want him thinking I'm crazy.

~skip to after school~

I walk into my house.

"Erin why are you failing science?" My grandma looks mad.

"Because I am." I say.

"As long as you live in this house you will pass all classes! I don't want to be having an embarrassment of a granddaughter." She screams.

"That's what you don't get I don't fucking want to be here! I am an embarrassment. Your barely noticing? I was meant to be an embarrassment and a failure." I scream.

"Erin I didn't mean it like that." My grandma looks regretful of what she said.

"No fuck off." I say and run upstairs. I head to the restroom.

More to add to the collection of the cuts on my wrist.

I lay down and think of what life would have been if I never was driving.

Sam walks in.

"Hey darling." He laughs next to me.

"Hey." I kiss his cheek.

We just sit there. No words coming out. Just the sound of our hearts bumping.

"It's hot." I complain.

"Then take off your sweater smart one." He laughs.

Without be aware he folds up my sleeves. I pull away.

"What?" He says.

He grabs my wrists. Ow he is hurting my cuts.

He just looks at them. He kisses the them. I see tears building in his eyes.

"Don't cry." I say kissing his forehead.

"Why? Stop please. It hurts to see you like this. I want to be the reason you stop." His tears fall down.

"Baby I love you." He says kissing my cheek.

He is totally lying. They all do.

"I love you to."