Matt’s POV:
I wake up to the sun shining brightly from the balcony. I sit up and yawn. I stretch and look around my room. Delaney wasn’t there. I heard the toilet in my bathroom flush. “Delaney? Baby, are you okay in there?” I questioned. “Um yeah I’ll be out soon…” I walked toward the bathroom, and she suddenly stormed out and went back into bed. Her eyes were red and eyelids swollen. I knew she had been crying. “Do you wants breakfast, I can make some for the both of us?” I asked concerned. “No I’m not hungry. I just want to lay in bed.” She covered herself with the white sheets and turned to face away from me. I went to kiss her head and left the room to make breakfast.
Delaney’s POV:
I woke up earlier than Matt…like 3 hours earlier.
I tried to fight it. My thoughts. The depression.
I laid in the bed the whole time, World War III was going on in my head.
Why did I hate myself so much? Why is it so hard to accept myself?
I fought as hard as I could.
I swear.
I tried my best.
But I lost again…
I went into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet. I cried. I hated myself for what I did next.
My hands shaky.
Tears falling nonstop from my face.
I reached for it.
The razor.
I held out my wrist. I raised the razor and looked at it as if it was my only choice. I slid it across my wrist.
I felt the cold blade glide.
Every time creating a new opening.
Every time causing my blood to be exposed.
And with every cut I hated myself more.
Then I heard his yawn. I panicked and flushed the toilet. He asked me if I was okay, and of course I said I was. I quickly cleaned my wrist and the blade. I could hear his footsteps come closer to the door. My heart was racing. I finished cleaning my things and rushed to the bed before he could notice anything. He offered breakfast, but i rejected it. He kissed my head and left the room.
As soon as I heard the door closed, I closed my eyes. I was so tired and had no energy at all. I just slept.
Matt’s POV:
About twenty minutes later I come into the room, with a bowl of fruit so she can eat. I smile at the sight of her asleep. It was peaceful to see her at rest. I sit next to her, and gently shake her to wake up.
Her beautiful bright blue eyes flutter as she turns to face me.
She’s so cute when she barely wakes up. Her eyes are big, and her cheeks are rosy.
She smiles when she sees me.
“Princess get up, I have some fruit for you.” She sits up. “Thank you baby, but I’m not hungry.” She said in a soft voice. “I know but you need to eat.” I hand her the bowl. I notice red marks on her wrists. I gently grab her wrist. She sighed in disappointment and turned her head away.
I turned her head to face me.
Delaney’s POV:
He looked at me with those clear chocolate brown eyes.
He didn’t have to say anything.
With those eyes I knew what he was thinking.
He wanted me to know that I was special to him.
He wanted me to know that I was his all.
He wanted me to know that I was wanted.
He wanted me to know that I was loved by him.
With that, our lips crashed into each other’s. It was a passionate, fiery kiss. I laid back down, careful not to break our kiss, Matt was hovering over me. My fingers ran through his hair, pulling and tugging. Our bodies close. His hips rocked into mine which made me moan. His kiss ran down my neck. He left love bites on my collar bone. He pulled off his t-shirt. I bit my lip as I admired his toned body. He smirked and winked at me. You could imagine what was going to happen next ;)
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Kaaay guys that’s as close as i’ll get to smut k. lol anyway hope you like this chapter! :D let me know in the comments and please vote! If you know anyone who would enjoy this story please let them know about it (: Love youssss ♥
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