[name: Sierra]
*Sam's pov*
I walk around the corner and see Sierra at her locker. She doesn't look so happy. I walk over to her and pokes her. "Baby?" I said. She looked over at me and her eyes were bloodshot and there was mascara mixed with tears streaming down her cheeks. I heard her quietly sobbing. "Sierra... What happened?" I asked worriedly. "Nothing... I'll tell you later." She said walking away towards the bathroom. Something happened. I don't know what but hopefully she'll tell me the truth. I need to know. I care about her too much to know she's hurt. I walk back to class and sat down silently. I watched the clock the rest of class waiting for the bell to ring. I desperately need to know what's wrong with Sierra. Finally the bell rang and I walked out of class texting Sierra. "Hey baby. Where are you? We need to talk," I walked outside and sat down on a bench waiting for her to reply. After a few minutes my phone went off. "I see you. I'm coming." She messaged. I looked around until I saw her walking down the sidewalk towards me. She sat down next to me keeping her eyes on the ground. "Sierra.. Why were you crying earlier?" I asked grabbing her hand lacing our fingers together. "I was just upset." She quietly replied. "Why?" I asked trying to get more out of her. "People were picking on me Sam..." She answered finally looking up at me. I looked down and noticed something on her wrist. I looked up at her for a few seconds then looked back down at her wrist. I pulled up her sleeve to see cuts. Not a tiny bit either. There's a whole lot. "Sierra." I said feeling tears form in my eyes. "I'm sorry Sam. I just. I didn't know what to do. When I cut. I feel like I deserve the pain..." She told me. I shook my head. "You don't deserve pain baby. You don't deserve people hurting you either." I said bringing her hand up to my mouth and gently kissing her wrist. All I could think of is... I'm going to be the one to save her. And I will help her.:..
