"What do you mean?" He asked with fear in his eyes. I sighed and I rolled up my sleeves. He looked down and saw my scar covered wrists. "Oh Adriana.." He said, I could see tears in his eyes. That made me feel even worse about myself. I began to cry. "Come here" he said with open arms, I wrapped my arms around him and he held me. "You've stopped, right?" He whispered, I nodded and I could feel him sigh in relief. "I haven't self harmed since my senior year of high school" I said. He let go of me a little and he looked into my eyes "Why?" He said "What made you feel that way?" I took a breath. "Ever since I was about thirteen I've had so much emotional pain built up inside. I felt like I didn't matter anymore to the world. I needed to feel something. That's when I found the blade.." He didn't say a word, he didn't have too. All he did was wrap his arms around me again and say "I'll do what ever I can to never let you feel that way again" he said. I hugged him tighter "Thank you, Ashley," he leaned back on the couch so his head was resting on the arm of the couch and I was on his chest. Before I knew it, I was asleep on Ashley's chest and he was also asleep.
Ashley's POV
It was morning now, and Adriana was still asleep on my chest. I looked around for a time but I didn't see a clock anywhere. I sighed. It was fine, I was happy where I was. I looked down at Adriana and thought she's so perfect. She has beautiful light brown hair, that falls perfectly past her shoulders. Perfect hazel eyes. I loved her smile, it made me smile. I laughed to myself. What am I thinking? Do I have feelings for her? Even if I did, there's no telling if Adriana feels the same. Plus I had just met her. "Ashley?" Adriana said softly "Yes?" I said with a smile, she sat up from my chest and said "Could you do something for me?" I nodded "Sure, what is it?" "Could you massage my back? It's still pretty sore," I sat up "Okay," She smiled at me and turned her back to me and lifted up the back of her shirt and I saw bruises up and down her back. "I'm so sorry this happened to you," I said. "It's okay, there's worse things" I softly began to rub her back up and down. I could hear her sigh, "That feels so good," I kept going, careful of her bruises. "Up a little," she said and I did, I saw her wince in pain and I stopped "Am I hurting you?" "No, no I'm okay." She pulled down her shirt and turned to me "Thank you, I feel a little better now," before she got up she kissed my cheek and I couldn't help but smile to myself.
