Escape (A Sam Pottorff fanfic)

Chapter 2

I was so lost in his eyes that I hadn't hurt the question he had just asked me. "I'm sorry what?" I said. "I asked what your name was?" He answered. "Oh! I'm Katie Evans, but you can call me Kat." Well Kat Evans, I would love to get to know you more. Maybe we could hang out sometime? His smile was brighter than the sun. I had to say yes! I was about to accept his offer, when Tyler crept in my mind. Well, the problem is.. I have a boyfriend I said. Oh, he answered, as his smile faded away. "Well uh.. That's.. That's okay.." He stuttered. "Well at least text me sometime" he said giving me his number. Well okay I answered, taking the small piece of paper with his number scribbled on it. Well I better finish shopping I said, as I started to walk in the other direction. "Wait!.. Aren't you gonna give me a hug?" He asked holding out his arms. Uh, sure I answered embracing him. He gave the best hugs I thought, as I went into the shoe store to get my annoying boyfriend some new shoes. I took the best, but cheapest pair I could find, and left. As soon as I came home, Tyler was waiting for me. "Where are my shoes?! He screamed in my face." I could tell he had been drinking. "Uh.. Right here! I stammered handing him the box. He opened it and examined the shoes. All of a sudden, I felt a stinging on my cheek. He slapped me again. I held my face in pain. "YOU IDIOT! He screamed at me. I ALREADY HAVE THESE SHOES!!" I've never seen them before, I answered. "That's because I stole them yesterday night!!" (My boyfriend is also a criminal). "Oh" I answered. "I'm really sorry" I answered. "JUST GO AWAY!!" Tyler said. Obeying him, I went into the bathroom and pulled out a razor. "This isn't worth it" said a little voice in the back of my head. Ignoring it I started slicing across my wrist. I had 4 cuts done, when my phone started to ring. I answered with the best voice I could. "Hello?" I answered. "Hey it's Sam the voice said" oh. Hi sam I said, still cutting. 5 cuts, 6 cuts. I wasn't paying attention, and it started getting harder to breathe. "Kat? Sam called through the phone. Yeah? I answered, my voice a lot shakier than I wanted it to be." Are you okay? He asked me. No, I answered. What's your address? I'm coming over. 9275 bedley lane I answered. Why did I just do that? 7 cuts. 8 cuts. "No, really I'm okay I answered. I had 14 cuts the blood was to much. The last thing I heard was "Kat? Kat?" As I faded into darkness.