Done.

13-The Park

"Why does everything need to be so dramatic?" I ask.

"That's a good question, I mean, the people in school got a choice. Not be bullies and extra or be bullies and extra. But they still decide to be it. And my parents got the choice to accept my brother's sexuality, but they didn't."

"Exactly.." I say looking at the grass from the park.

"That's why I'm happy I met you."

I look up and look at Sam, I can't hold it back, but I smile.

"You are just you. You are this amazing person that-" While he was talking he looked at his hands to find words, but now he's staring at me.

"Uhm... are you okay?" I ask.

"What is that." He says, still looking at me, but not my eyes, it's lower than that. I look down to see it too.

Oh my god. My life is officially over.

I look in the same direction he is. My sleeves are up, I must've done it unconsciously. Fuck fuck fuck. My cuts are showing, my scars are showing.

Why do I keep ruining everything?

I finally found this one person that might not leave me for once, but I ruined it. Of course I did. I always do. It just was a matter of time.

I put my sleeves down. "It's nothing, it was my cat. Nothing serious."

He looks back at me, straight in my eyes, it's freaking me out.

"I don't believe you, your cat doesn't have more than 5 nails to cut you with, I must've seen at least 25 of them."

"I... I fell into a bush a couple days ago." I say, just something to distract him with.

"It was too even for that. Evelyn why do you do this to yourself?" Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

I'm freaking out now. I feel like I can't breathe.

"I don't know okay? I don't know why I do it! I know I shouldn't, I know I should be happy, but I can't! I know I should be appreciating everything that's been given to me, I know I should smile more, I know I can't keep on doing what I'm doing now, I know I suck, I know I should be different, I know that just keep making things worse! I know I'm not good enough, I know that I need to be different, I know I should-" I'm crying my eyes out, it can't be pretty, my makeup must be everywhere on my face. I'm breathing like a zombie that's just been hit in the stomach.

Besides my dramatic speech, Sam decided to grab my hand, he has actual tears in his eyes. I don't know rather I hurt him, or that he feels sorry for me, but neither is good.

Before I could finish my sentence he has pulled up my sleeve, again. My scars are showing, again. There's that feeling, again.

"This is not who you are Emmy, these scars are not you. I don't know why such a beautiful girl like you would do this to herself, but I don't want you to continue this." The tear in his eyes rolls down his cheek.

Turns out my actions have consequences, for more people than just me.

I keep silent, what should I say? I'm so ashamed of myself.

Then he does something I never expected one singly person on the world would do.

He kisses his index and middle finger and places them on my scars.

I look at him and then back at my scars.

I can't help myself, but break down and cry.

There are not just sad tears, also tears that Sam didn't sound like leaving me, tears that I buried inside for so long.

I can't think about anything normal anymore, every little pain I've ever felt comes across in my mind.

Sam puts his arm around my shoulder and grabs my hand with his other arm.

He's there for me, or maybe he feels sorry for me?

After about an hour of crying and crying I realize I am grounded and I'm not allowed to hang out with anyone.

But my dads didn't do anything about it.

"Sam?" I say, I've calmed down, his arms are magical. "Yes?" "I'm still grounded, I just realized." He chuckled shortly.

"Uhm.. excuse me?" A voice says from the side. I look at the person, it's a girl, about the age of 16. She kinda looks familiar, but I can't place where I know her from.

"I have a social media accounts where I post pictures with my camera," she holds her camera up "I was wondering if I could take a picture of you guys, young love in autumn is so beautiful."

"Oh, we're not-" I say. "Sure!" Sam says louder than me.

The girl smiles. "I'll take it from behind, oh and here's the name of my account." She hands over a little paper and I fold it up and put it in my pocket, she walks to the back of us.

Sam still has his arm around me and still holding my hand. Then he turns his head to me and kisses my cheek. I hear the camera click on that exact moment.

"Thank you guys! You'll see the photo soon." And then she's gone.

I look at Sam. "Samuel what the hell, what just happened and what did you just do?" I ask.

"It'll be fun! Don't think too much about it, we know we're just hanging out without being in a romantic relationship, that's okay because we know where we are. It'll be a fun picture of us to look back at. It's important to remember this moment, use it to hold on to not harm yourself."

I can do nothing, but just nod.

"You've become really important to me in such a short time, I really don't want you to get hurt, especially by yourself."

I wipe away a tear, a tear of mine of course.

"Why am I important to you? I don't understand it, how can I mean something to you?"

He hugs me. "You mean so much to me, you can make my day a million times better, without even trying."

I smile a little, not more, because that is too hard at times like this.

How can he make me so calm and okay when I'm around him? Is he really a wizard or something?

"Thank you." I manage to get out of my throat.

He stops hugging me and looks straight in my eyes. "Now that we're serious. I have to tell you something.." His eyes are filled with insecurity.

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Well that was interesting huh. What's gonna happen next? What will Samuel tell Elisabeth?

Read all about in the next chapter:)

(That felt so cool, to say that lol)

I love you all:)