Struggles

Chapter 3

Chloe's POV

Isaac dropped Andrew, Jamie, and I off before headed to the court house to sign some papers. I walked inside and headed upstairs to change. I grabbed and long sleeve over sized shirt and a pair of comfortable pants. I took off my makeup and went downstairs to get something to eat. I walked into the kitchen to see Andrew sitting at the counter with his head down. I walked over to him and put my hand on his back. He looked up at me and I could see the tears threatening to come out. I started tearing up and I opened my arms up for a hug, Andrew pulled me in and wrapped his arm around me. He rubbed my back while we continued to cry in each others arms, I felt another hand on my back and looked up. I looked behind me and seen Jamie there with tears in his eyes as well. 

I opened my arms and he joined the hug with Andrew and I. We sat there for a little bit hugging and crying. I pulled away and walked over to the fridge trying to find something to eat. I had to stop crying. I am so sick of crying all the time and it makes me feel guilty because my siblings are hurting too. I shut the fridge and grabbed an apple on the counter, I walked out of the kitchen and upstairs. I shut my bedroom door and sat on the floor just thinking of everything that had happened. 

2 months later

It was my first day of junior year and I didn't want to go to school. In the past two months My oldest brother Isaac got permanent guardianship. Jamie also figured out that I was cutting myself. 

Flashback 

I was in the bathroom sitting on the floor with the razor in my hand. I was trying to find and empty spot on my arm. I had cut my self everyday since my parents funeral, I always make a total of five cuts. One for my mom, dad, Isaac, Andrew, and Jamie. I couldn't find an empty spot so I pulled down my pants making cuts on my thighs. I heard a knock on the door "Just a minute"  I said. I guess they could hear the pain in my voice because they opened the door anyways. 

I looked up to see Jamie in the bathroom just looking at me, I could see the tears forming in his eyes. "Why. Why would you do this"  I couldn't speak I didn't know what to say. I felt him pull me up grabbing a hold of my wrist which made me hiss in pain. He quickly looked up into my eyes and back down to my wrist. He pulled up the both of my selves and I heard him gasp. Instead of speaking he just pulled me into a tight hug. I felt him grab the razor blade out of my hand and throw it into the trash. He pulled away from the hug and opened my drawer grabbing the rest of them. He threw those away and then grabbed the bag out of trash can throwing away the bag in the outside garbage bin.

End of flashback

I got out of bed and went into my closet grabbing a long sleeve shirt and a pair of jeans. The only thing that was keeping me motivated to go to school was my boyfriend. I haven't seen him since my parents funeral and I was happy to see him again. I got dress and walked downstairs grabbing a breakfast bar and grabbed my bag. I headed outside and got into my boyfriends car saying good morning. He said good morning and headed off towards the high school that I would call hell.