Crazy, Beaten, and Betrayed.

Chapter 3: Can you keep a secret?

After school i make my way towards the bleachers.

i have no idea what made me do it, but something did.

once i got there i noticed nobody.

he probably ditched. fuck that..

i turned around ready to go home when a figure jerks my wrists and sends me tumbling backwards into the rather large figure.

I turn around ready to throw a punch,

when i realize its just Zac.

He laughs at my clenched fist.

i unclench my fist and get annoyed.

" what did you want. i came here. and now i want to leave okay. "

I try to walk away but he pulls me back and i fall into his rock hard chest once again.

" what do you want from me Zac Parkour! " i say annoyed by him.

" i want to know, why do you do that to yourself, you have no reason to! " he says, piercing his bright blue eyes into mine, looking for an answer, though finding nothing.

" you dont understand. why do you care anyway? you are just a dumb jock Zac Parkour! " his name never gets old.

wait, SNAP OUT OF IT. you are suppose to be hating him.

Fuckkk.

He looks at me with hurt in his eyes.

" i care because i dont want you sad "

he struggles with his words.

" why dont you want me sad?! You dont know me! " i scream.

" i...uhh.." He looks at me unsure and dumbfounded.

"See. Goodbye Zac Parkour. " i say.

i ran away and didnt look back. He didnt run after me.

when i got to my house my mom was sitting on the couch, head in her hands.

When i shut the door, her head snaps up.

" WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN SARA ELIZABETH?! YOU PROBABLY HAVE BEEN SLEEPING AROUND YOU LITTLE WHORE. GO TO YOUR ROOM AND DONT BOTHER COMING DOWN FOR DINNER "

I flinch at her words, throw my backpack down and run upstairs, tear filled eyes.

When i get to my room i shut the door and lock it.

I then sob hysterically.

I quickly pull out my blade with blurred vision from the tears.

i dont even want to cut my thighs, im gonna do my wrists this time.

As soon as i was gonna make that first cut of the day, i flinched, hearing a rock hit my window.

What the hell?

I set the blade down on the bed then look out my window to find the dumb jock standing out in my backyard.

I open the window and whisper loudly,

" what the fuck are you doing?!"

" let me up! " he whisper screams.

" no way! why are you here?!"

He then forces his way into my room without my permission and then closes the window after him.

" what the FUCK are you doing here?!" I say looking for an answer.

" i wanted to talk.. " He says ignoring me and staring at the blade on my sheets.

" sara! " he says, shocked. he picks up the razor and throws it in the trashcan by my dresser

" what the hell? " i say, " that was the biggest blade i had! "

Oh well ill dig it up later..

" calm down silly. sit down, i want to talk " he says looking deep into my eyes.

i melt under his touch on my shoulder, pushing me down to sit.

" about what ? " i say.

" you. me. things " he says.

" zac parkour? the jock? talking to me? impossible! " i say sort of laughing

" oh shutup. " he says.

" why are you here. and how did you know where i live?! "

" nevermind that! I just want to talk about you. like, why do you do this to yourself? You are fine the way you are! " he says.

No! im not!

Hes so dumb . Does he not see my face??!

" no im not. im a failure and a piece of shit. "

" are not! "

" are too! " i shout back.

He looks at me. frustrated.

" can you keep a secret " he says.

" no. " i say.

" come on.. Please. " he pleads.

" Whatever. "

He breaths heavily looking at the ground.

" the reason i am worried about your cuts and why you hate yourself so much is because my sister, lesa.

She was deep in depression, and cut everyday, smoked, and was so horrible about being sad. one day she took it out on herself and hung her beautiful body because of all the hatred. I dont want you to be like my sister, sara waters.

i want you to be happy. "

I stare at him. hes hurt.. and i feel very sympathetic for him.

" im with you, you are not alone. " he says.

This angers me..

" in the middle of the night. Im alone, in my bed. You aren't with me, you cant stop me! I do it. And then i do it again and again. No one can help me, no one can stop me Zac Parkour. " i say, tears now falling by the dozens.

He wipes all my tears away with his massive thumb.

He pulls me in for a hug and i surprisingly just stay in that moment.

we hugged for like literally ever but then he let go, disappointing me.

" i need to go " he whispers.

He tucks me in my bed and then he stares at me blankly.

he then kisses my forehead, " goodnight zac parkour. " i blurt out.

I watch him leave the window and shut it again.

what was that all about?

was it all a dream?

I smile, feeling a wierd feeling i've never felt.

I dont like it. not one bit...

I then, unknowingly, fall into a deep, dreamless, sleep.