Riker's POV
I pick up the razor and slide it across my wrist. I did not feel much pain. I am used to it. I did it again and again and again until i had about 7 cuts on each wrist. I dried the blood and just slept. I slept for about 3 hours.
Savannah's POV
Today started off like crap! I broke up with my boyfriend cause he was being a real d!ck to me, he beat up Riker and he ran home. And now i dont know where he his and he is not answering my texts. I finally had enough and ran to Riker's house. I opened the door and walked up to Riker's room. I found him sleeping in his bed with his arms out of the covers and saw something that i didnt want to see. Cuts....."Riker? Wake up i need to talk to you." I said softly. He woke up scared. "Savannah! Why are you here?" I said with his cute sleepy voice. "I wanted to talk to you and check up on how you are doing." I answered. "Oh well i am alright." "No your not Riker. I can see your arms." Than there was silence. About 30 seconds later i spoke up. "Why? Why did you do it Riker?" "Because no one think of me as a person. They all think i am the emo freak with the poor dead parents! No one likes me!! I am a useless freak!!!" Than he started to cry into his hands. I sat down beside him. "No you are not! So many people care about you!" "Like who? Name some one who would give a shit about me!" " I do Riker! In fact....i..i love you!"
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Railway Tracks
FanfictionSavannah Latimer has a pretty good life. Has lots of friends, rich but dead parents. She is the caption of the schools championship winning Volleyball team and an award winning singer and dancer. And she is only 17. But Riker Lynch, he's something d...