Chapter 11

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I run around and throw stuff all over my room. "WHERE IS IT?!" I yell to myself. I flip over my dresser and a mirror smashes. I walk into thr bathroom angrily and do the same thing to my bathroom. I find a shaving razor and slam it down on the counter. It breaks and I grab one of the razors in success. I walk back to my room and lay a towel down on my bed. "You're so pathetic. You can't even think before you except someone into your life, can you? You should just die, nobody would give a shit anyways. Not even Calum" I say to myself, more tears falling down my face. I grip the razor so hard it cuts my hand and I hiss in pain. I throw it on the towel and check my hand. "There goes years of being clean" I whisper to myself. I pick up the razor and bring my wrist down on the towel. I put the razor and drag it slowly across my wrist, whimpering. I let out a long breath and looked up towards the ceiling. I look back down and do it again until I have 7 cuts on my right wrist. I push down on cuts to stop the bleeding. When its done, i start on the left wrist. I put it down on my wrist but before I could drag it across, someone opened my window and ran to me, throwing the razor away. I scream and push them back, trying to get it back. They grip my waist and I struggle in their grip. "Let me go! I want to die! I need to!" I yell sobbing and they just pull my tighter into them. I go limp in their arms and just sob into their shirt. "Why did I just let him in? He broke me again" I say to them sobbing. They shush me and rub the back of my head, trying to calm me down. Just like Calum did that night... I gasp and look up to see Dylan. I calm down and so does my breathing. He hugs me tightly and I wrap my arms around him back. He sighs and pulls away. "What happened?" He asks. "You were right. I shouldn't have talked to them. Calum.... He said that we were friends in the past and we were. But I told him what happened, then the next day, he saved me and then told me that all he did was out of pity. I let him in and he broke down my walls" I say while sobbing into his shirt. He hugs me tighter again. "Go ahead. Tell me I told you so. Tell me how stupid and worthle-" I was cut off by him placing his lips on mine. My eyes widen and after a few seconds, i slowly kiss back. He smiles through the kiss and I put my arms around his neck. He pulls away and looks down smiling. "I'm sorry. I just... had to do that" He says while blushing. "Are you sorry that you did it?" I ask looking down at my lap. He looks up smiling widely. "Not one second of it" He says and I blush. "Can i kiss you again?" He asks. I slowly nod my head and he leans back in. He places his hands on my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck again. He licks my bottom lip, asking for more and I give him access. His tongue roams my mouth, as if begging for more of my touch. I push my hands into his hair and pull, making him moan lightly. He pulls back, breathing heavy. "Skylar, I'm sorry but when I first laid eyes on you, I fell in love. As ridiculous at it sounds. But, will you be my girlfriend?" He asks still breathing heavy. "I- uh... Y-yes" I say nodding my head. "Really?" He asks raising an eyebrow. I nod my head giggling and he cheers, hugging me tightly. "I love you so much" He whispers and I hug him back. "I love you too" I say, kissing his forehead. He grips my wrist and kisses the cuts. "At leasr try to stop?" He asks. "I promise i will try to stop"

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