It Was The Knife

Chapter 3

* Sam's POV *

"I regret you Sam!" Mom yelled at me. Frank died two weeks after their wedding and this is what I get.

I cried and ran up to my room.

Tears tears tears. That's all I see.

I couldn't stand it anymore.

I walked into my restroom and pulled out a small knife.

Should I do this?

*ring ring*

"Hello?" I answered setting the knife down.

"......." Nothing.

"Hello?" I say again.

"I like you." The voice says.

I couldn't recognise it because it's so low.

I picked up the knife again and sliced 1 slice.

One for family.

One for sadness.

One for all the bullying at school.

One for deaths.

One for guys.

One for everything.

One for doing this.

I looked at my freshly new cuts....and sobbed.

Why
Why
Whyon earth would I do this.

I'm stronger and I know that.

But the pain feels so good.

A smiled and a few silent tears fell.

I continued on the other arm and sat and cried.

I am the idiot.

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Knock knock

I looked at my phone.

3:14 am
Who is knocking at my window at 3 in the morning?.

"Kelinn?" I say looking at the window finding him.

"Hi" kelinn says smiling

"What are you doing here?" I say smiling back.

He hops on my bed and pulls the covers over him.

"I'm bored." He says laughing.

I giggles and played next to him

Then I frowned remembering the cuts and hoping he won't find out.

"What's wrong?" Kelinn asks lifting my head up by the chin.

"Nothing." I say and that's when the tears came.

"Youve been acting different lately." He says.

Then his eyes grow wide.

"Let me see your arms." Kelinn says sternly.

I cried and gave him my arms.

His faced soften and he looked like he was going to cry to.

I felt lips on my wrist. Kelinn was kissing my arms.

"Wrist are do bracelets Sam. Not for cutting." Kelinn says (see what I did there)

"It wasn't me...." I drifted.

Kelinn looks at me confused.

"It was the knife."

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Hey guys short update.

Happy early thanks giving!!!!

Loves xXxX

-the_wisegirl.