Chapter fifteen

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~Paige's pov~
We lit all the candles and turned on some lamps and stuff then I remembered

"OMG no, no, no" I said searching for my phone. When I finally found it I dialed the well known number.

"Oh my gosh are you okay?! Nothing happened right!? Come to my house I'll wait near the door for you!" I said as soon as she picked up

S-yeah I'm just a little scared. But I was near Gianni's so I'm in the house but I'll be over soon I'm going to run

P-oh um okay I'll talk to you when you get here

S-k bye see you soon

P-bye

I finished and hung up and looked around

"Who was that?" Cam asked

"Suzanah. Can one of you wait with me up stairs?" I asked not looking at them

"I will" Taylor said and helped me up the stairs

They are very scary they don't have backs to the steps so you can see beneath you and it doesn't have a railing

We where waiting until we heard a knock in the door that scared the crap out of me

I opened the door and we hugged

"I'm glad nothing happened" I said as we where still hugging

"Yeah me to" she said

We let go when we heard Taylor clear his throat

"Oh um this is Taylor" I said winking at her

"Hey I'm suzanah" suzanah said with a no teeth smile

"Taylor" Taylor said shacking her hand and I swear I saw sparks

~Cam's pov~

"Should we tell her" Matt asked

"Yeah I mean it's something we should tell her about" Aaron said

"Yeah but what if she doesn't want us to know that she...you know um" Shawn said not wanting to say she cuts herself but instead showing the motions on his wrist

"Wait where's Hayes" Nash said getting up searching

"Hayes!!!!" He kept yelling

"Nash I'm sure he's up stairs sleeping" I said patting his back

"Paige can you see if Hayes is up stairs" Nash yelled

"Um yeah" she said and I heard some thumping from here gentle foot steps upstairs

"Guys what am I going to do"

"Read it to us" carter said

" alright.....it says "She paints a pretty picture but the story is all wrong she doesn't like the masterpiece she's painting all night long, it started with her mom "your a worthless piece of shit" so her parents became the razor that painted on her wrist.
      Then a girl at school went and told her she should die so the bully became a razor that painted on her thigh.
      Her best friend left her in the dark and said "Get a Grip" so she became another razor painted on her hip.
      Her boyfriend left her for another didn't think it would do harm, I guess he's just another razor painting on her arm.
      These stories are long gone now but she still cannot get through, she now believes all the things said to her are true, so she doesn't care for the bullies, her parents, or the boy because her mind is in control or the metal little toys.
      The paintings are all on her but the story got twisted when her mind because the razor and her heart became the wrist." I said tearing up

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