Sarah's P.O.V.
I'm stuck in this room for a week. I miss my girls so much. My life is like a hell. Dad is not talking to me. When I start to talk to him he just send me in my room or yell at me. I love him so much but now because of my bad decisions he doesn't want to talk to me.
I was in my room writing a diary, it's the only thing I can do. Suddenly dad came. I thought he came to talk to me but he just managed me to go downstairs on dinner.
I went downstairs and sat on the chair in the kitchen. I looked at my plate of rice but didn't eat. I looked at my dad as he looked at me and raised his eyebrow.
"Eat that, now!" I rolled my eyes and started eating.
When we finished I cleaned up. When I finished I went to the living room. I sat next to him and hugged him so tight. I put my head on his shoulder and started crying. He looked at me
"Dad, please, ground me forever I don't care but please talk to me, please daddy, I miss you. I miss how you call me your princess. I miss your hugs, I miss everything about you. I know I did wrong but don't punish me like this. Please dad."
He just got up and said "Sarah, go to your room, now."
I can't believe this. How could I be so stupid. He won't talk to me. I started crying harder and ran upstairs slamming doors behind me.
I fell on the ground crying, just crying. He won't forgive me. I can't stand this anymore.
I ran to my bathroom like crazy looking for something. Finally I found it, I found the razor. I took it and looked at my wrist and cut it. It hurt so much but I don't care.
I cried harder and harder. I make like 20 cuts. My blood was bleeding as my tears were falling down my face. I mad 21 cut but after that I felt dizzy and everything went black.
Zayn's P.O.V.
Her words hurt so much. I wanted to hug her so bad but I just couldn't. I heard her crying upstairs. I finally decided to give her another chance. I went upstairs to her room, she wasn't there. I entered to the bathroom and saw her lying on the ground. What did I do?
I ran to her and saw her wrist bleeding. Oh, God. My little daughter is cutting because of me.
"Sarah, baby, get up." I cried "Get up, princess, please."
I took my phone from the pocket and called 911. They came in 5 minutes. They cleaned her wrist and told me she is going to be okay. Sarah was laying on her bed. She is so beautiful just like her mother. I was crying. My baby girl cut herself because of me. It hurt so much.
