Chapter 8

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*Sarah's POV*
I woke up to see that Jess wasn't beside me. I didn't have any covers or me, nor the robe that I was wearing! I began to panic, what if Jess has seen my cuts?
I quickly get up and put on some jeans and a jumper and head downstairs. It's 9:57am so I go and make some coffee. I walk into the kitchen, and see Jess sitting at the island with her head in her hands. She hasn't realised that I'm here yet, so I tap her shoulder "Jess? Are you okay?" I ask.
"Sar, why would you hurt yourself?" She asks looking up at me with glossy eyes.
I'm speechless, I don't know what to say, I can't believe she saw my arm. "What do you mean?" I ask hoping that she was on about something else. She takes my arm and rolls up my sleeve revealing the red marks. She looks so disappointed. I start to cry, and she pulls me close hugging me around the waist. I sit on her lap and wrap my arms around her neck, snivelling.

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