Worthless. - Sam Pottorff

Chapter 6

I don't wanna cut, but what else can I do? Its my only escape. The only thing that could stop me would be Sam.

Thoughts and memories of Sam raced through my mind. Maybe I should call him and tell him everything. Maybe he can help me stop cutting. It's worth a shot.

"Hey whats up?" 

"Umm Sam, can I come over... I need to tell you something..."

"I'm coming to get you now. Okay? Don't worry I'm here for you."

"Thanks Sam. And I have to sneak out my window. My dad isn't happy with me so I'll meet you out front. Don't beep just text me."

"Okay I'm on my way now. I'll see you in a bit."

I sighed as I glanced at my blade. You're stronger than this. You can do it. You have Sam. I said to myself. Everything is going to be okay.

Around 15 minutes later Sam texted me that he was here. I opened my window and tried to sneak out. I was so weak, I couldn't do it.

The next thing I knew Sam was by my side. He picked me up bridal style and carried me to the car.

"Thanks" I said with a big smile as Sam set me on the passengers seat.

"Is everything okay?" He said.

"Well... not exactly." I said.

"Whats wrong?" He said as he pulled into his driveway.

Once I was in his room I answered him.

"Sam, I've tried hiding this from you because I don't want you to worry and have pity for me, but I can't anymore. You're my only hope. I don't want to do this, but I just don't know what to do. I need your help."

I slid up the sleeves of the hoodie Sam gave me to reveal my cuts and scars. He was completely shocked. He sat there for a few seconds then he pulled me into a tight hug. I started crying into his shoulder.

"Shh its going to be okay don't cry, I'm here for you. I always will be. I'm gonna help you get through this." He said.

He wiped my tears and took my arms. He kissed each of the individual scars on my wrists, then he noticed all my scrapes and bruises.

"Did he do this to you?" Sam said, referring to my dad.

I sighed and nodded.

"Thalia I can't let you live there anymore. Its too dangerous. I can't lose you. You can stay here with me and the guys."

Staying with Sam and being with him everyday did seem nice. My depression might go away and he could help me stop cutting.

"Are you sure?" I said.

"Yes. Trust me living with you would be amazing!"

"Well okay then I guess I can live here. I have to get away from my dad." I said.

Sam hugged me. I giggled. "Now come on we need to clean your forehead up." He said.

He brought me into the bathroom and grabbed a wet washcloth and slowly dabbed it onto my wound.

"Does that hurt?" He said.

"Just a little bit." I said.

I was looking into his eyes. I never realized how dreamy they were.

He looked into mine and our eyes locked. He started leaning in and he gently pressed his lips against mine.

The kiss was perfect. I never thought of Sam as anything except my best friend, until now. We both separated our lips and smiled.

"You don't know how long I've wanted to do that. I've always loved you Thalia." Sam said as a smile grew on his face.