The Last Night

Friends

Chapter Seven

"The last night I relied on someone was before I started thinking I was just a burden."

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Stupid. You are truly stupid, Ame. How could I let this happen? Maybe Sora and Angie were right... Just this once. I just had to wear the stupid t-shirt. I could've worn my hoodie over it. If I had, I wouldn't be in this awkward situation of Erik pinning me to a wall and finding out I cut.

Fate just has to be cruel to me.

Why does this have to happen to me? Couldn't this have happened to anyone besides me? Why? First, Mom had to kick the bucket, then Dad got remarried to the wicked witch, then they started abusing me, then the car accident and the FBI, and now I get stuck in a room with Mr. Popular here.

Why does everything always happen to me?

I felt the tears rolling down my face. I must look pretty out of character right now. Once Erik let go of my hands, I fell to the ground. My bangs covered my eyes. I used my arm to wipe the tears away, but they kept falling.

Why won't they stop?

If I had just been more cautious, this wouldn't have happened.

My chest hurts. Questions ran through my head. Do I deserve this pain? What have I done to earn this?

"Why, Ame?" Erik asked. He looked concerned and shocked. He probably never expected this. Those rich kids who live in an artificial, fake, made-up world really don't know how cruel the world can be.

Dear spoiled brats, welcome to the real world.

I gave a humorless laugh. "This is reality. Cutters like me exist. The world is horrible and sometimes the pain is just too much to handle, okay? This is my only way of escape." I said, looking up to him. "Please don't tell anyone about this. Not even Luke knows. Please."

I absolutely cannot have anyone know about this. My so called parents wouldn't care, but Luke... I can't burden Luke with my problems anymore than I already have.

"How long have you been doing this?"

"I'm not telling you."

Erik sat on his knees. "Fine, but I don't get it. What would stress you out so much that you would resort to this?"

"Of course you don't get it. People with normal, happy lives never do. How many parents hate their kids? How many parents treat one kid out of three like an outcast? How many parents hate that one kid so much to the point of abusing her? How do you think that one kid would feel knowing that she's the only one that's loathed and that she only has one person to go to for help, but even he can't do a thing to fight back because they're his parents too? How do you think that kid would feel if the parents that hated her, but she still loved and cared for, were hospitalized from a car accident? How stressed do you think that kid is now that she has to take care of her younger sibling that hates her, while she knows that someone is out to kill her? How do you think she would feel when she knows FBI agents are monitoring the every movement of her and everyone around her to find out who hired an infamous hitman, who is now dead, to kill her?" I covered covered my mouth with my hand. My tears had dried up, but I was breathing heavily from ranting.

Shoot. Screw it all.

"What?" Erik's onyx eyes widened in utter shock.

"Forget everything I just said. Don't say a word about this."

Stupid, stupid, stupid. I mentally slapped myself. How could I let my emotions get the better of me? I practically just revealed everything to Mr. Shadow King, who I've only known for about a week.