Chapter 38

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   {1 week later}

  Everything has just been worse. I can't even think right now. I just don't understand why the universe hates me so much. I haven't came out of my room. I missed classes. Madison has been really worried. I just can't think straight. I haven't found the strength to even talk.
My door opens and Sam walks in.

"Erin. What's wrong with you?" He kneels down in front of me.

"I ju-s-t can't." I stutter.

"You can't what?" He hugs me.
I push him away.

"I just can't deal with this fucking pain. The failure running through my veins. I'm just tired of being tired." I break down.

"Babe." He pulls me into a tight hug. "I'm sorry you feel like this. I love you. You shouldn't feel like this." He kisses my forehead. He grabs my left wrist the one without the tattoo. He wipes his hands on his jeans.

"I thought I told you stop!" He almost to shouts.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being a failure." I whisper.

"Your not a failure. Okay babe? Your more then that." He smiles. He grabs both of my wrist.

"A tattoo?" He looks at me surprised.

"Yeah. I needed it to hide the scars on that wrist." I whisper.

"I hate seeing you like this." He pecks my lips.

"Look I'm staying this whole week with you? I don't care about my classes. You mean more to me then anything." He says sitting down on bed. 

"I love you." He grabs my hand and holds.

"I love you to." I fake my smile.

It's better to hide the pain.

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