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if you cant hang

then theres the door baby

if you can hang then theres the door

I dont wanna take

your precious time

cuz your such a pretty pretty pretty pretty face

but you turned into a pretty big waste of my time

~If you cant hang *sleeping with sirens*

Cameron pov.

I watched as she broke down right in front of me. and I felt pretty horrible for it.
she placed her hand on my cheek and I leaned my face against her hand.
I looked her in the eyes and began speaking.
"When I was six," I started and she looked shocked that I was about to open up to her.

I still cant believe that im opening up to her. its a shocker for me too.

"my parents died. and I was sent to live with my cousin who is older than me by alot. I didn't know what was gonna happen all I knew is that I wanted to be with my mom and dad even though my dad was an asshole I still wanted to be with him. its pretty pathetic that I was already thinking about dying at the age of six. but I couldn't help it. at first I thought living there wasn't gonna be a bad thing but it was. I was beaten and raped everyday and most times I would get knocked out by all the shit I was going through.
when I was 16 so a few years ago. this girl, she fucked me up completely. she stole my heart and broke it once she had it. I gave up everything for her. and she repaid me by telling me that it was all a joke. that everything that happened between us wasn't real. she just wanted to get to me. and she did. I was never the same. and Bree im gonna hurt you. and I don't want to. most times I can't help it. you remind me so much of her. and I don't wanna go through the same thing." I looked away from her and she took my face in her hands once again and made me look at her.
"im not gonna hurt you. Cameron I promise I won't. im not her. im not some girl who is gonna hurt you just because. I would never hurt you" she said softly but I shook my head.

no matter how much I like her and how she gives me these weird feelings but I just can't.

not right now at least.

I took her off my lap and got up shaking my head.

"what?" she asked getting up.
"I..I just can't. no matter how much you reassure me I can't trust anybody with a relationship right now." I told her going over to my bed and laid under the covers. trying to fall asleep.

**

I woke up the next day and went down to the cafeteria and got an apple.
I went back up to the dorm but was stopped by Stacy. she winked at me and I threw my apple away following her to her dorm so we could have some fun.
I tried getting what happened last night out my mind but I couldn't.
She knows everything now. she knows that I was beaten and raped. she knows it all.

well besides my self harm.

I couldn't tell her that.

after the constant moaning of my name and scratches along my back -which hurt like hell I might add- I went back to my dorm.
Once I got back to the dorm I saw that Bree was gone so its safe to change my shirt.
I took my shirt off revealing all the cuts and gashes and also the huge blue and purple bruise on my side.
I examined them all and shot my head towards the door once it opened and there she stood.
looking at me as I was showing everything I didn't want her to see.

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