Chapter 20

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"You said it's a way of relief?" She asks me and writes it on her clip board.
"Yeah." I repeat.
"If it is a way of relief, then try doing it more maybe. Do it deeper. It will help. Here." She hands me a box full of big blades.
"Are you sure?" I ask her. I thought therapists we supposed to help you out and tell you to stop and give you a different and safer way of relief. I guess you can get prescription blades?
"Try it now." She tells me.
"You positive this will help with my depression?" I ask her.
"Yes! Now do it." She pulls out one and hands me it.
I place it to my skin and drag it long ways rather deep. Blood started to drop out.
"And if it gets to deep and you think you need stitches, put these on them." She hands me a box of excessive bandaids.
"Thank you." I smile and take them.
"Now come back next Monday and we will check on your process. I tell my patients not to tell anyone because it helps to keep that part a secret, okay?" She smiled so innocently.
"Okay! Thank you so much." I put the bandaids on how she showed me and it helped it from bleeding to much.
"Okay, bye sweetie!" She waves me goodbye before shutting the door.
I felt accomplished.

I got an Uber back to the Team 10 house and avoided camera people.
"Sam, how are you doing?"
"Sam, how are you and Ivan?"
And more than that.
I rushed inside and shut the door.
"Hey, Sam. Where have you been?" Erika asks me.
"Out." I head upstairs and go into my room. I shut the door and head into the bathroom. I roll my sleeve up and clean my arm.
I throw on a Erika Costell sweatshirt and leggings but it's made into a crop top and my yeezy's.
"Babe?" Ivan announces before coming into my room.
"Yes?" I come out of the bathroom while fixing my hair.
"I haven't seen you in hours." He hugs me and I hug him back.
"Yeah. I've just been running errands and at meetings." I tell him.
"Oh, do you wanna go grab some dinner?" He asks and takes my hands.
"Sure."

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We head out to this restaurant and I could see him start getting restless and angry for some reason and annoyed.

We finished up dinner and went back to the house. We went back into my room to chill when he put his hand on my thigh.
"Babe?" Ivan asks.
"Yes?" I look up from my phone.
"I want to have sex." He smirks.
My cuts.
"Not tonight, Ivan." I brush his hand off my thigh.
"Why? You seem like you always wanna get into my pants." He straddles my waist.
"You literally just called me a slut. Get off me." I lightly push him off me.
"Baby girl, come on." He tries climbing back onto me but I push him back off.
"Stop!" I yell and get up from the bed. I hear him get up as well. I walk out of the room and down the hall.
"Babe! Don't get mad about this! Come on!" He calls after me.
"Just leave me alone, Ivan." I warn him. I start heading down the stairs.
"What's going on?" Tessa asks.
"Nothing." I brush past her.
"Babe! Seriously stop playing." Ivan says.
"Tessa let's go to the mall." I tell her.
"Okay." She puts her shoes on.
"Babe! Stop! Just come back." He calls from the stairs. Everyone from Team 10 comes over to the hallway at the stair case.
"What happened?" Jake asks Tessa.
She shrugs and ties her shoe.
We start to head outside when Ivan grabs my arm with the cut on it.
"Don't touch me!" I hiss at him. Fans outside were confused and so were reporters.
"Babe, seriously quit the act. Just come back inside." Ivan calls again. Tessa and I leave out of the gate and close it behind us. Cans started bombarding us and so did the reporters.
"Sam! What happened in there?!!"
"Are you okay?!"
"Can I take a picture?"
"Can you sign this?"
"What's going on?"
So many fucking questions.
"Sam, let's just get to our car." Tessa grabs my hand and we jog over to her car and get inside.
"Sam, what's happened with you and Ivan?" A reporter sticks his camera in the car.
"Don't ask me any questions." I tell him and buckle my seat belt.
"Just one more!" They ask me.
I roll up my window and Tessa starts driving.
It was complete silence for a half hour.
"Sam, what happened?" Tessa asks.
I sigh.
"Nothing."

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