Untold Stories Of an Teen

Chapter 3: Day 2.

Ugh day two.. i don't feel like myself. But hey i never do.

I made a friend yesterday my only friend ever. We spent hours talking non-stop. I kind of liked it she told me how she used to get raped by her father. And how he used to smack her around. Her father killed her father and blamed her for it. I felt horriable for her. I feel like if i never her before then we could have gotten threw things together.

*Brooke's P.O.V*

  I'm so used to this. Feeling like shit getting smacked getting burned. I cut. I try to stop but why? I'm so useless no one likes me. I walked to the bathroom and took out my razor. I liked the pain. I was bleeding and it felt good. I heard someone come into the bathroom and i tried to clean put the blood but she came in... It was Samantha. She didn't say anything she came and held me and started singing " Hush little baby don't you cry don't cut your arms don't say goodnight put down the razor put don't the light it may be hard but you'll win this fight." i was so lost. But then she started to take the blade away from me. "Its hard i know. I've been threw this. I've cut. But that song saved me. I want it to save you too" Samantha said to me while cleaning me up. "Uh thanks... You're a ture friend Samantha Roads. Thank you" i said crying with happy tears " Don't mention it" she simply said with a smile " Now come on lets go get something to eat" she smirked at me i just noded. I'm so happy to have a true friend. I really like her and i hope nothing bad happens to our friendship..ever

  * Samantha's P.O.V*

I was going to take a shower when I heard something dropped. I didn't know what it was so walked over to the noise then I saw Brooke she was taking out the razor blade. I had a flashback to when I used to cut. It was horrible the pain felt good but having those scars forever wasn't what I wanted. I didn't want Brooke to go threw what I went threw so I held her and sang the song that saved my life. " Hush little baby don't you cry, don't cut your arms don't say goodbye, put down the razor put down the light it may be hard but you'll win this fight." I don't want her to feel worthless

. After me and Brooke hung out for a little I walked her back to her room an I went back to mine. I lied down and played one of the songs that I could relate to "Fuckin Perfect" by pink. I sat down and feel sorry for myself but why? Well because I have no one.

I'm always there for people but who's there for me?

" Made a wrong turn once or twice 

Dug my way out, blood and fire  Bad decisions

, that's alright  Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood

  Miss 'No way, it's all good'  It didn't slow me down. 

Mistaken, always second guessing Underestimated, look I'm still around "I started to sing along with the song Ha, my life.

I don't feel good.It has to be my illness right? My H.I.V's . Ugh i can't take the pain. it hurts. bad. I told the person that is in charge of this hell hole and they are going to bring me to the hospital

. I can't lie I'm a little scared what if I die? I know I may look hard a tough on the outside but I'm scared in the inside. I taught myself how to hide my feelings, so far so good....I guess. We arrived at the hospital they made me wait a long time I think it was 45 minutes before they called my name.

"Here goes nothin." I said to myself.

"Hello ms roads, I understand that you are having stomach pains can I take a look?" My doctor asked me I nodded while laying down on the table

. She lifted my shirt and started touching my stomach.

"Does this Hurt?" She asked

"No" I said

"How about this?" She asked touching another part of my stomach.

"OUCH WHAT THE HELL" I yelled

"Oh no" she said

Oh no? Oh god what's going to happen to me? Am I going to be alright? Am I going to live?

"What?" I asked

" We have to get you into surgery as soon as possible" she said

I'm scared. I have no one by my side. I don't want to go threw this alone. I can feel myself about to cry and I stopped myself.

"I'll make an appointment for you surgery Samantha you don't have to worry."She said calmly

" Why do I have to have surgery?" I asked while pulling my shirt down and sitting up

. " Well honey you have broken some of your rib cage how could you have not felt it?"She asked

" I don't know...." I said

Did my foster dad do this to me? He had too. That was the only person that has touched me since.... Well I got here.

" Its okay, you're going to be fine, I promise." She said

"Thank you." I said walking out of the room smiling.

I got back to the group home when it about just about dinner time. I was straving they made Mash Potatoes, corn and , chicken. I don't think i ever aate so much in my life. The food was kinda of good.... i diddn't think it was going to be at all.

I was walking to the rooms when i remembered how i didn't see Brooke all day. Where was she?  i walked to her door and knocked.

"Hello?" i asked

"Come in" someone said coldy.

"Brooke? Are you okay?" i asked

" Yeah. im fine." she said drly. 

I knew she wasn't fine. I could tell. I went up to Brooke and just held her. Girls like to be held when they are feeling down. It feels like people care about us when they hold us.

"The guard...." she began to say

" What about him?" i ask

" He...He.. Rap--" She couldn't finish her sentance she brusted into tears.

What was i going to do?

"Brooke its okay , I'll make that bastard pay" i said.

She was stilling crying but i could see a little smile spark on her face. It feels good that i know i can make people feel better when they're they are feeling down. After Brooke fell alseep i left. 

That gaurd doesn't know whats coming his way.

* Authors Note*

Heyyyy!

So OMGGGG what do you think Samanthas going to do to the guard?!!?!?!?!!?! 

It's starting to get crazyyyy c(:

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xoxo

-Savannah