Chapter 17

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(Warning: this next part may or may not be triggering to some people. This is what happened to Sam after he found out what had happened between Andy Biersack and Dallas. This chapter is only going to be in Sam's P.O.V. This isn't going to be very long either. )
Sam's P.O.V
One, for the one that I thought was the one cheating on me with someone. Two, for me being a complete failure. Three, for beinh alive. Four, for being so gullable as in believing that people actually liked/loved me. Five, for being an idiot. They all go up my arm like one, two, three. The pain giving me pleasure, it shouldn't but it does. The blood bubbling up from the slices on my arm. My once almost empty canvas becoming full of artwork. That's what I am, canvas that you can buy at a store for 50 cents. Nothing is what I am. I'm not even worth 50 fucking cents. "SAM! OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR RIGHT NOW!!" Kian yells. I open the door and let my best friend enter the room. "Sam. Why?" He asks
"She ripped my heart out, chewed it, and then spit it up." I say
Kian half hugged me afraid that if he applied to much pressure on me to much I would break. He then stood up and grabbed a wash cloth, got it wet, and wiped up my cuts. I wish that Connor never adopted that little thot. I pushed Kian away amd then went into my bedroom, slamming the door behind me. I am going to get my fucking revenge. I don't care what I have to do.

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