Whore (Sammy wilk)

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*Cacias pov*

I looked at sammy and teared up, he looked really sad. "No sammy!!" I shook i my head and finally pushed him off. It was jswazz. I slapped jswazz so hard across the face. "Baby i pr-" he cut me off.
"Save it. I knew i shouldnt have trusted a whore," he walked away and slammed his door. Those words broke my heart into a millon pieces. I looked jswazz and ran out. I started crying. I went back home and to my room. I laid in my bed crying. I just got the boy of my dreams i ruined it. Good job you whore. I cried really hard, replaying the moment in my head. It broke me even more, but i deserved the pain. Im a whore who cant do anything right. I went to my bathroom and shut the door. I grabbed my blade. I promised, but its too late for that. I sat on my counter and rubbed my clean wrist. I drug the blade across my wrist. Not stright, not up and down. W. H. O. R. E. thats what i am. I let it bleed for a little before cleaning it off. I cried and looked at what i did. I shrugged and walked out. I put on a hoodie and sweats and laid in bed. I covered up and cried myself to sleep.

*sammys pov*

I slammed my door and slid down it. What did i just say. I just fucked up. I put my head down on my knees and let tears fall. Wow. im a piece of a shit. I called the girl i love a whore. But im not good enough for her anyways. Shes amazing. Im just a piece of shit. I went to my bathroom and looked around for a bit. I started crying really hard as i broke my razor. I got the blade out. Am i really doing this? Yes. i put the razor against my skin. My hands were shaking. I put pressure on it and slid it across my wrist. I whinced in pain, but it was an addicting pain. I needed more. It felt good. I did it again. And again. And again. And again. Till my wrist was full. I cleaned them up and pulled my sleeve down. I laid in bed and fell asleep, sad.

*cacias pov*

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. Fuck. off. I turned it off and sat up. I rubbed my eyes and stood up. I stretched and went to my bathroom. i washed my face off and did my makeup. Blaring sad music. Yes i miss him. Ugh. i hate this feeling. I put my hair down letting it be curly. I put on a hoodie with leggings, i didnt care today. I didnt wanna be a whore. I didnt want the attention. I want sammy.

I walked to my locker not talking to anyone. I didnt look at anything but the ground. I heard whispers around me but chose to ignore it. I opened my locker and got my books for first hour. With sammy. And he sits right next me. Yay. i walked to class and sat down. I slumped down and put my books on my desk. Sammy walked in. okay this isnt too bad. It doesnt hurt. Its okay. He walked over and sat down. I lost it. Tears filled my eyes. I stood up and ran out. I heard someone follow. Me i didnt care. Its probably the teacher. Then i was pinned to lockers and hugged. I cried into his neck. It was sammy. I noticed the hickey i gave him a few days before. I cried really hard into his neck. "Shhhhh cacia please dont cry love its okay," he whispered to me.
"Its not okay sammy!" i cried, "You hate me!"
"No i dont princess," he kissed on my neck, but not sexually.
"H-he kissed me," i cried even harder thinking it.
"Yeah i know baby. He fessed up," he sighed and rubbed my sides to calm me down. I calmed down at his touch. "I-i dont wanna be here," i whispered. With that sammy picked me up and got out stuff. Then headed to the car. He put me in and then got in himself. And drove off rubbing my thigh to calm me down.