The story of the scars

I thought it was over...

Andrews pov
It had been 2 days after Sophia's "attempt" And I was keeping a very watchful eye over her. Needless to say she hated it. It was for her own good.

It was 10am and I went to check on her she was up ,but doing something I thought she wouldn't do in my house. She was slitting her wrists with a razor meant for shaving right in my guest room. Wow. I was speechless. How could she possibly think I wouldn't catch her I check on her every 30 minutes? "Sophia!", I yelled grabbing the razor and putting it on the night stand. "NO! Why are you cutting I told you that you could come to me.", I whispered holding her tightly. "

"I wish you would just go away.", she pushed herself away from my arms. "Do you wanna know why I care so much? My younger sister killed herself at 14 just like you and when I saw you cutting at the lunch table I decided to be a nice person and help you out.",I explained. "You wanna know why I'm such a jerk to you? I don't wanna get attached. Every time I get to know someone they go away or die or just end up leaving me behind like an abandoned animal", she started choking on her words. "Well I am not leaving you and I can promise you that", I cooed.

I kissed her forehead and took the razor out of her room. "Hey bro you aren't looking so good is everything ok"my brother asked. "Sadly not Joey I'm exhausted" , I said as I fixed my quiff and rubbed my eyes. "Hey how about I check on Sophia and you take a rest",he offered. "Are you sure you can handle it?", I asked. "If you're 17 and can handle it why couldn't I at 19?",he answered confidently. " thanks Joey I don't know what I'd do without you", I thanked him. I ran over to my room and ripped off my shirt."HEY JACOB BLACK YOU GOING TO SLEEP", Joey
Joked. "SHUT IT", I yelled to Joey trying to get some shut eye.