THE LOVE FROM BENEATH

When love kills lust

****Racheals's P.O.V****

I ran after tia knowing whatever happened wasnt going to happen with me around. I got to her to door only to have her slam it closed in a crying rage. I knew she was afraid of who that man was and that he would come back. Wait. Who the hell was that idiotic bastard and why was he trying to hurt my Tia. Did i just say my Tia?

Forget it.i thought to myself as i knocked on the door."Tia sweety its me racheal...please open the door."i heard her cries get worse. Was she in pain did that piece of shit hurt her? I slowly pulled a hair clip from my hair and started picking the lock. Picking a lock is something ever girl needs to know oh and how to hack into ur girlfriend or boyfriend computer and phone but back on topic. I picked her lock and slowly open the door as my jaw dropped.

Tia was naked and cutting her arms and legs. She was still crying there was blood dripping down her arms and her legs. The sadest thing was i was staring at her breast i was worried but was to busy looking at her.

Tia was cutting deeper and i ran to her. I grabbed the blade cutting myself in the process. Tia was crying and bleeding badly. I grabbed her face holding her.

"Why? Why would u do this Tia?"i screamed but asked her. She closed her eyes crying never giving me a answer. I held her close putting a cover over her naked body and rocked her.

"Im here for u baby girl i got u"tears ran down my face as i pictured what wouldve happen if i wasnt here. Then the worst ting came to my mind what if i hadnt been here and she would have cut her wrist me lossing her forever....i couldnt live without her. I looked down at Tia who was now still and quiet she feel asleep and i lifted her into her bed and looked at he bleeding arms and legs. It was clear this wasnt her first time cutting or her second...or her tenth. She was so beautiful but was covered in her scars from her arms to her ankles i would never had thought that of her. She seemed so perfect and happy. I got the first aid kit and cleaned her wounds and soon relised she wasnt sleep but out cold. Then i thought of something that made me sick.

Would she noticed if i touched her, or played with her some? Should i try? Why was i thinking this its not like me to think this or want to do this.

I went back to cleaning her wounds and putting bandages on them. Then i gently pulled her covers over her and cleaned my. Bloody hand and then layed by her bed.

"Im never leaving you my tia. Im going to always be here for u. I promise"