Gina's POV
I can't believe Sawyer did this to me! I know I'm not his girlfriend or anything but still. We've lived together for three years now and he forgot it this year because of that blonde bimbo!
I was mentally ranting when Sawyer walked in from his date tonight. "Hey, G.G." Sawyer said cheerily as he walked over and tried to give me a hug. I quickly moved out of the way and crossed my arms, standing there waiting for an apology. "G.G. what's going on with you?" I continued to give Sawyer the silent treatment. "You know what? Fine, don't tell me then. You've been acting like a bitch all day." Sawyer ran his hand through his dark hair and walked over to take a seat at the dining table. Bitch, the word played in my head, over and over again. He called me, a bitch. I couldn't believe it.
I went into the kitchen and walked back over to sawyer after getting what I wanted. I walked up behind Sawyer and bent over, low enough to reach his ear," I saved you some cake," I dropped the plate with the slice of cake that had half of the words 'Happy Birthday' in pink letters. I began to walk away and paused at the stairs without turning to look at Sawyer before finishing my earlier sentence,"bitch."
I quickly retreated to my room and slammed the door. Once the door was closed I slid down it on my back. I sat on the floor against the door with my knees tucked to my chest. I could feel my eyes burn with tears threatening to spill,"Why are you crying? Ugh stop it!" I grunted angrily while fisting my hair close to my temples. I couldn't take it anymore, I needed a release and I knew exactly where to find it.
I entered my bathroom and turned on one of the lights. I opened my box of tampons and pulled out the blade I had hidden there. I sat in my usual spot in the corner of my shower but this time with clothes on.
I took a long look at the blade in my hand. It had dried blood from the last time I cut which was actually two days ago. The dull aching pain in my right wrist was a constant reminder of my previous weakness. I drug the blade slowly across my left wrist, savoring in the pain. A tear escaped my eye, only enraging me more. "You're fat," Slice. I had put on a few pounds within the last week. "You're ugly," slice. I pictured the beautiful blonde girl that sawyer had recently went out on a date with, I'll never be her. After two more cuts to my wrist, I moved to my thighs. "Chubby," slice, "stupid," slice, "bitch." Slice. I paused. Sawyer's voice played in my head again and the only word I could hear was bitch. I cut my thighs three times on each thigh. I put my blade back into its box and lay still in my corner of pity, hatred, insecurity and regret. I began to silently cry. No sounds, no movement, just tears. I could feel the blood rushing from my cuts but the pain dulled and eventually I went numb after the first five cuts. Before I could register anything, the door to the bathroom burst open and Sawyer stood in the doorway, jaw dropped. He slowly made his way over to me, eyes filled to the brim with tears. He looked upon me as if I were a wounded animal and in this state I might as well be. Sawyer knelt by my side,"When did you-...Why did you-..." Sawyer was at a loss for words. He then stood, cleared his eyes and began to strip off his clothing. I stared at Sawyer wide-eyed, what in earth was he doing! Once sawyer was only in his boxers he looked down at me and said,"Stand, now." It was a command in a voice I had never heard before. "What?" I asked dumbfounded. "Stand up." Sawyer snapped at me and I flinched. He had never raised his voice at me. I stood as quickly as I could, pain shooting through my legs from the cuts on my thighs. In one quick movement, Sawyer walked into the shower, closed the door and turned on the cold water. I yelped at the sudden surge of cold water that hit my entire left side. I tried to scurry away from the water but Sawyer grabbed my upper arms and pushed me roughly against the shower wall. I looked at Sawyer, his eyes were dark almost black, full of anger and...lust?
As I was about to ask sawyer what exactly was he doing, he pressed his lips against mine in a rough and passionate kiss. I gasped into the kiss and sawyer pulled me flush into his body. My hands rest against his chest as I tried to process what was happening. Sawyer bit down harshly on my bottom lip asking for entrance but I refused. He then moved his hands down my back, one stopped on the small of my back and they other went to grasp my butt. I gasped and Sawyer used that moment to explore my mouth with his tongue. Sawyer eventually pulled away and attacked my neck, sucking and biting harshly at my sweet spot causing me to let out a shaky moan. Sawyer stopped only to pull my shirt over my head and undid the clasp on my bra. I panicked at my sudden exposure but before I could push Sawyer away he began nipping and sucking at my left breast while massaging the other with his hand. I let my head rest against the wall of the shower as a silent moan escaped my lips. After a few minutes, Sawyer went down to his his knees, leaving a trail of bite marks down my stomach and hips. He hooked two of his fingers into the waist band of my shorts and green lace underwear, jerking them down in one swift movement. I gasped at my nakedness and blushed furiously. I had never been fully naked or even partially naked in front of anyone, let alone Sawyer.
