Sorry...

Chapter 9

"here you go"

He said while wrapping a sterile bandanna on my feet.

he then came close to my face when i was lying on my bed and he was kneeing on the floor next to me. he removed the hair from my face and said.

"now tell me...what happened? who did that to you? you didn't do it to your self right!"

" Can we talk about this later, please?...just know that even when i was at the hospital i was full of joy because you were there,and i came back home with the same joy, knowing that you live next to me...i wouldn't hurt my self like this...i haven't thought about hurting my self since the day i met you...and now i'm living with the same exact joy,or even joy-er feeling knowing you're next to me...feeling you care."

"now i'm relieved to know that my girlfriend didn't hurt her self on purpose"

"what,but..."

"you used to hurt your self on purpose before?!"

"i...i tried once to do it..."

"you tried ?!"

"yes, i was going to kill my self by cutting my arteries you know...but"

"but...go on..."

"i was saved..."

"who saved you!"

"My hero"

"your dad?"

"You"

"me! i don't remember saving you from anything,but if it was sentimentally or even mentally, then i don't know!
OH oh,she's smiling"

i turned my face on the other side because i know,i was blushing,i hate it.

"Oh,oh, and she's blushing!"

"stop" i said smiling,looking at him,he was also smiling, his smile bring back hope,made me feel love and love and loads of it, made me love life, made me forget all about my pain and my wounds and the hell i'm living in!

"now tell me...how did i save your life?"

"remember the day you came into my room asking me to let you hide?"

"the first day we met"

"exactly.before you come,i was in my bathroom trying to cut my arteries with a piece of broken glass, then i heard a noise,i came out,and it was you..."

"wait,so you're saying that if i didn't come to your room,at that exact moment,you wouldn't exist now?!"

"uhu"

he smiled.Every since we met,and I've been thinking about this,before i used to think like 'why did this stupid boy came into my life,i could've been now resting somewhere else,far away from this ugly reality',but now everything has changed, i think i might be...falling for him...

after an hour,sitting together talking about baby Jay-jay who used to eat chocolate in the bathroom (i know that might seem disgusting but just imagine a small version of Jay...Awwww)and who can be tickled very easily,he left.He asked me who did this to me but i didn't answer.... i really didn't wanna talk about it ,and didn't want to tell him about my step-father  craziness or my careless mother...

the next day i woke up feeling a little better...i took a shower, cleaned my wounds again and wore some jeans and a T-shirt with a blazer to cover the cuts and the wounds.Then, i started putting some make up to cover my face from those cuts ,i'm now a pro at it.You know,i've been doing it for a year and a half now...

"hey"

"oh my god! when will you stop doing this?"

"i won't! so princess what is up? wait you ain't going to school right?"