CHAPTER 4:
*lindas P.O.V*
I sit down and cross my legs. "Well phil I grew up in Northern Ireland but I was born in Scotland it all started when I was around 9-10 I've been cutting for 13 years because I've never had a real friend I've always been an outcast because of how I dress and my music taste apparently I worship the devil and hate god. My family hated me I was abused by my parents so the minute I turned 19 I moved to London to get away from it all. My parents have abused me since I was 4 I don't really remember my life before 9 but I remember my dad was a drunk and one night I was sitting in my room coloring it was quite late around 9-10 o clock I heard someone coming in my front door shouting stuff like why did u cheat on me I ran to my bedroom door and put my chair in front of it so no one could get in. I heard glasses smashing and screaming I started crying and having a panic attack when I heard foot steps coming up the stairs I started to sob louder so you could hear me from outside the door. someone stared banging my door and I then realized it was my dad he was drunk he stared screaming "shut up and get out here" and kicking my door the chair I put there was very little and didn't do much so he kicked the door down. I screamed and sobbed he grabbed me by the trout and dragged me to the stairs throwing me over the banister" I then start crying and phil hugged me "it okay" he said you can continue later it's okay " NO I want to finish my story" I reply "okay" he says
"Anyway I then remember waking up in a hospital bed beside my mam I had a Brocken arm and stitches on my head a doctor then came in and said "oh your awake your quite lucky you shouldn't be messing on banisters there quite dangerous and you could fall like you did" "what I say" I wasn't messing" I say to him ."well em Phil I don't really remember after that but I kinda Remember a few days after that when I got out and I was living with my dad cause my mam was still in hospital and nobody believed me that my mam and dad abused me and my dad threw me over the banister. I then remember some man I don't remember who he was but he came in and told me my mam had committed suicide by hitting herself over the head with a glass I new that wasn't threw but my dad threatened to cut my troth open and let me bleed to death and so when I went back to school everybody bullied me saying "ha your mam killed herself cause she hates you and stuff like that " and so I broke I started cutting and burning my stomach and chest because I knew nobody would see them on my stomach or chest
*Phils P.O.V*
her life seemed to be horrible I just hope she will love me as much as I love her. "Don't worry" I say to her "it'll be okay" " ill never let anyone hurt you like that ever again" "thank you" she replys "as long as you never cut again I won't" "i won't I promise" even doh I knew this was gonna be so hard
*lindas P.O.V*
It going to be so hard not to cut again. I know how much I deserve it.
*Phils P.O.V*
"So my story" I say to her. "it'll be okay she says" and tightens her grip on my hand. "Okay well it starts like this"......
