Nikki's p.o.v.
I can't believe I broke down like that in the mall. I feel so terrible. I'm laying in Austin's bed because I decided to take a nap when we got back. I sit up and rub my eyes. I place my hands in my lap and look down. I notice the scars on my wrist. I think of the relief it gave me, and then I think of the episode I had at the mall. 'No,' I think, 'I promised,' I'm looking down at my wrists and the door suddenly swings open. I quickly turn my arms and look up to see austin in the doorway. "You scared me!" I say with my eyes big and my chest heaving up and down. "Sorry," says Austin with a chuckle. I push my arms into the blanket, and austin notices. He looks down at my arms and his smile disappears. He sits the door and sits on the edge of the bed. "Can I ask you why you did that to yourself?" He says, as he lightly grabs my arms and turns them over. My eyes start to water and I look to the side. I shut my eyes tightly and the tears start to fall. "Nikki, I can help you," he says with hope in his voice. "I think it's too late to help me," I reply as a light sob goes through me. Austin grabs my waist and pulls me into him. I cry harder and harder as he rocks me back and forth on the bed. I cry for. Five, ten, fifteen minutes until fatigue starts to take over my body. Austin continues to rock me back and forth and I feel my eyelids start to get heavy. I slowly fall asleep and austin lays down, with me still in his arms. I fall asleep, with nothing on my mind.
Austin p.o.v.
I'm laying here, in my bed, holding Nikki who is sound asleep in my arms, wondering why she cut and how she knew Tiffany. I really want to know but I feel so bad asking. Maybe when she wakes up, she will be ready to tell me.
