A Gentle Touch (Sawyer Fredericks Fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty-One

Sawyer's POV

I had told Violet about auditioning for The Voice she was so excited! We would be leaving in one week. It had been a few days since I told her. She would be coming to LA with me. The past few days haven't been all that exciting. Just the same as after she left the hospitals. My fake smiles and cuts behind my family's back, and Violet's real smiles. The other day the authorities alerted the news that Garth had been found. They took him to a mental hospital rather than a prison this time. I was just sitting on my bed reading Game Of Thrones when Violet walked in. She was on her phone. She looked worried.

"Thanks for calling me Art." She said before hanging up.

She slipped the phone in her pocket and walked over to me. She sat down.

"Can I talk to you Saw-Bug?" She said looking hurt.

"Of course."

"Why didn't you just tell me you were depressed. I know what you're going through. If you wanted to cut yourself you could have talked to me instead."

I guess Art had told her. I surprisingly wasn't mad. I was grateful. I knew it would come out sooner or later and it was getting worse. I started to get frustrated. Only because I couldn't control it. Tears started to roll down my face. Violet removed my sweatshirt and then my T-Shirt. I didn't have anything on my upper body. She took both of my arms and studied them. She looked at me closely and handed me my T-Shirt back. I put it on.

"S-Sawyer, I've cut pretty bad before, but never this much."

Hearing that I started to become embarrassed. I was ashamed of myself. I was obviously hurting Violet. I began to sob.

"Oh Sawyer."

Violet pulled me into a hug. I was sobbing against her shoulder rather loudly and she was petting my hair. I heard footsteps and a gasp. I looked up to see my parents in my doorway. My brothers behind them. They were staring at my arms. My parents came and sat on the bed. Violet let go of me and my mom immediately pulled me into a hug. I clutched onto her so hard. My dad had his hand on my shoulder and even my brothers were sitting next to me. Skylar had his hand on my other shoulder, and Aric was holding my hand. Violet was sort of playing with my hair/rubbing my back. I had always been worried about telling my family I was self harming. I thought they would hate me, but they were actually being very supportive.

I felt like I was dying. My cries were like screaming wails and they wouldn't stop. I was breaking down and my family knew it. I felt Violet kiss the top of my head which made me feel a little better. My cries started to die down and I knew I had to tell my parents. I explained to them how I had been feeling very depressed and I didn't know why. They told me I was going to have to see a therapist while we were in LA and when I got back to New York. Violet and I would be seeing the same one in a sort of a two person therapy group. Just me, Violet, and a therapist. I agreed solemnly. My parents both gave me a hug and left. My brothers gave me little pats on the back. I turned to Violet. She was crying. Very loudly.

I pulled her into a hug. Now it was her turn to break down. We were both clutching onto each other bawling our eyes out. I had her wrapped in a death grip and she was pulling at my shirt, trying to make sure I didn't leave. She was sort of pulling on my hair but I didn't care. I was possibly making it hard for her to breathe but she didn't care either. It was that moment I realized how much the both of us loved each other. I was never letting her go.

"Sawyer I'm so sorry! I didn't want to tell you this, I've been cutting too!" She screamed hysterically.

I pulled her in even tighter and she sobbed into my chest. I buried my face in her hair and it smelled like green apples. I was still bawling and so was she. After a while our sobs decreased and we pulled away from each other. I looked at her closely. Her face was stained in tear tracks. I'm sure mine was too. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean my face. I walked back into my bedroom with a washcloth and proceeded to wipe off Violet's face as well. After that was finished I pulled up her sleeves and sure enough there were cuts. Certainly not as bad as mine. I kissed each one of them softly. I looked straight into her eyes and kissed her forehead.

"Kiss me again?" She asked.

I brushed my lips against hers. She smiled a bit.

"No doofus. Kiss me like you mean it."

I softly placed my lips on hers. The kiss was long. She started to kiss back. A little bit longer and we needed some air. She looked tired. I brought her to my bed and I laid down. I put her between my legs so that her head was on my chest. I began to play with her hair and I could tell she was tired. I hummed her a lullaby and she was out like a light.

"I love you Violet." and then I fell asleep too. Oh how I loved Violet.