Only Time Will Tell (Our2ndlife/O2L)

Chapter 2~Accidents

Haley's P.O.V

"No." Sam says sternly.

This isn't fair! He can go out wherever he wants, whenever he wants and I can't come with him to one of his events! I don't want to stay in this house alone again. Sam won't ever let me do anything and I finally had enough of all of this! I'm surprised he rather have me stay alone in this house than have me be by his side every second of the day.

I know it looks like I'm over reacting but you won't understand. Nobody understands how I feel. I'm never allowed to do anything at all. Imagine most of your life being wasted inside a house, never experiencing anything. He won't even let me go get groceries at a grocery store! Heck, the last time I went outside was a month ago! His answer feels like a slap in the face or a cut made too deep. It hurts. I'm just cooped up in this house like a pet bird and I've had enough!

"You don't let me do anything!" I scream, extremely hurt and frustrated. I stand up running up the stairs to my room.

"I'm just protecting you! You should be thanking me!" Sam yelled back.

I don't care what he says anymore. This is all becoming too much.

I run towards my room and loudly slam the door. I collapse on my bed letting my feelings and tears take over me. I don't want to do this anymore. I don't want to see the same four walls every day!

I go into my bathroom and lock the door. I sink to the floor, with my head in my hands, catching my never-ending stream of tears. Does he not trust me? I don't understand why I can't go out every once in a while. It's like living in a prison. But even they get to go outside every now and then! I begin to think about how most of my life has already been wasted. I can't take this anymore. I don't want to live like this! It's all too much for me take! I can't do it. I can't do this anymore!

I look through my cabinets and try to find anything that can take away this agonizing pain. A shiny glare immediately catches my eye. My razor blade. I reach for it and hold it under the end of my t-shirt. I leave it there for a while, lightly brushing it against my skin. I glance at my other scars while sobbing. I then press down on the razor and glide it across my skin. I make three cuts. They were all much deeper than usual. I watch as the blood pours out down my waist, onto my pants and then the floor. I sit in the corner of the washroom, curled up in a ball crying. I don't realize how much blood is let out and how much of a mess I'm making, nor do I care.

Why can't Sam ever realize that I have grown up too? I don't need him by my side constantly protecting me from who knows what.

Soon my mind becomes blurry and I feel dizzy. Now all I see is darkness as my mind fades away.

Kian's P.O.V

"Overreact much." I hear Sam mutter, followed by a loud slam of a door.

"Sam, why won't you let Haley come with us?" I ask confused. I know he's protective over her because of their past but she would be with us the entire time. I don't get it.

"Kian, I told you. I'm just protecting her. You wouldn't understand."

"From what? Sam, you can't keep hiding her away in this house. Not only is it unfair but it's unhealthy. She's turning 18 in about three months. She's going to have to go out and make friends one day or another."

He sits in shock of what I said. He's one of my best friends but Haley is too.

"You don't understand Kian. She is in dan-"

I cut hit off, "Whatever Sam. While you sit there, I'm going to go upstairs and see how your sisters doing." I say while getting up to walk to her room.