Can You Save Me? { Sam Pottorff }

Chapter 6 ~ Fix You

Jazmin's P.O.V.

"So what is this? The fifth or fiftieth time you've tried to kill yourself?"

"Shut up!" I yelled getting up to walk towards her, but Sam stopped me. "You don't know anything!"

"I know enough." She shrugged.

"I really think you should go." Sam tried to make her leave.

"Sam, can you leave us alone?" I asked him not taking my eyes off of Emma. He doesn't have a choice but to leave though.

"W-what?" He asked confused.

"Please leave me and her alone." I told him. I don't really want to be alone with her, but as much as I want Sam to stay here with me, he can't.

"Okay." He said hurt. "I'll be inside." He leaned down to my ear and whispered. "Be careful." He jogged across the street and into the house.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked Emma. She thought carefully about she was about to say.

"You always got all the attention."

"Yeah, bad attention! You think I wanted to be the school slut? Or trash of the week, every single week?" I cried to her. I shouldn't be like this in front of her, but I can't help it.

"Attention's attention. I won't let you fool these guys into thinking your this perfect girl, when you aren't." She  looked me up and down with disgust.

"You know, I thought you were nice?" I wiped away some tears. "You actually think that telling them everything you did is going to make them hate me and like you more?"

"I don't think, I know." She smiled evilly.

"I know the first part's right. You didn't think about how it'd make you look." I stepped closer to her. "Do you think they like girls that put down others?"

"They needed to know the truth. I'm sure they like honesty in a girl." She stepped closer to me. "They would have found out anyways so why don't you just thank me?"

"Well, you didn't tell them the truth. You told them rumors." I started crying again, remembering every single one. "Why are you really doing this?"

"You don't deserve them."

"And you do?" I laughed.

"Look Jazmin, let's face it. You don't belong with them. You know you don't, so let's end this." She crossed her arms over her chest.

"How exactly do you want to end this?" I asked her. What could she practically want me to do?

"Leave." She stepped closer to me trying to intimidate.

"You don't scare me." I stepped closer to her.

"Oh really?" She stepped closer to me so there was only three feet between us.

"Really. I haven't had friends in years." I sniffled. " And now that I've made some, I'm not letting them go so easily okay?"

"Are you sure they still want to be your friend though?" She grinned and looked over at the house. "I bet there in there talking about how they wish they never met you."

"They wouldn't do that." I said through my teeth. They wouldn't do that right? They'd at least consider hearing me out before believing her wouldn't they?

"You've know them how long? Two? Three days?" She tried to remember. "However many it was, they probably just felt bad for you."

"How do you know how long I've known them for?" I asked shocked.