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I wake up on the floor in the bathroom. I don't remember much. I grab my phone and check the time. 6:45. I suddenly feel a sting in my wrist. I look down and I gasp. Three cuts. Three big cuts down my wrist. I stand up from the bathroom, and open the door to go see where everyone is. I pull on a sweater, noticing that I am only in a tank top and leggings, and walk out the room. I see Cam's room door slightly open, so I peak in, and see all the guys sleeping on the floor. Oh?
I walk to the kitchen, looking through the cabinets for bandages, or a first aid kit to cover my cuts. They're surprisingly pretty deep. I never cut myself on my arms, because it's too noticeable. Sierra is sitting on the couch, on her phone. I find a box, so I take it out. I open it and see exactly what I'm looking for. "Marlene! Oh my god babe are you okay? I found you in the bathroom laying there I was so scared so I called 911 but they said to make sure you're not breathing but you were so I was guessing you were asleep there which is weird, but all I cared was that you were alive so I hung up and then I saw cuts on your wrist! Why Marlene!?" She says, in a quick, panicked voice coming towards me.
"Shit Sierra, quiet down my head hurts." I say, holding my head. "I don't know what happened. I just woke up and...." I start to say and realization hits me. "Oh.. Now I remember. My dad kept harassing me, Sam yelled at me because I didn't tell him what my dad used to do to me, and I went into the bathroom to grab my anxiety pills, and I grabbed a different bottle instead. It was on the floor when I woke up, but I didn't pay attention to it. It some type of pill that mixes with your emotions or some shit like that and I guess it made me go mad.." I say.
"So you're going to bandage your wrists?" She asks. I nod, and she comes closer to help me bandage them. "So you wouldn't have done this if you didn't take those pills?" She asks, while cleaning the blood around the cuts. "I don't think so. I wouldn't have done it on my wrists at least." I say in a quiet voice. "Hm.." She hums. She finishes putting the bandages, and puts everything away. "I'm leaving today. Back to my house." She says. "But I'm starting to think I shouldn't because you're not completely safe here." "I'll be fine Sierra. Go home and relax. Thank you for being a great friend." I say, hugging her. "Are you sure? Well, I'm sure Cameron will care for you just like a little sister." She smiles. I laugh and nod. "I'm sure." "Hey, I'm gonna go for a walk. I need some air, I'll be back." I say. "You don't want me to go with you?" She asks. "No I'll be fine. Thanks though." I say.
She nods, and I grab my phone, and put on my shoes before walking out the door. I walk down the sidewalk, remembering the route to the park, as I connect my phone to my ear phones, and put the earbuds in. I listen to The Weeknd half way, until I change it, not wanting to think of Sam right now. Iggy Azalea comes on, and I leave it.
I get to the park, and sit on a swing. Ariana Grande came on, and I sing to it, when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I jump, and look up to see it's Jai. I gasp and pull out my earphones, and quickly get away. "What the hell do you want?" I spit. "Relax. I don't want you anymore, trust me." He laughs. I roll my eyes, and cross my arms. "Are you okay?" He asks. "I'm fine." I say, in a flat tone. "Well you look like hell." He says. "I just got back." I mumble. He laughs, and sits on the swing next to mine.
"I see right through you, Marlene. Don't you know? I always knew when you were sad, happy, mad, afraid." He says, staring at me. "Yeah but you never really gave a shit anyway." "That's because I didn't want to say anything." He says. "Tell me." He says. "And why in the hell will I tell you anything?" I say. "Because I still care about you, and worry about you. Probably hard for you to believe. The only reason I didn't want you to leave me was because I wanted you for me. I wanted to be the one to make you happy, make you sad, mad, and happy again. Because I loved you. I was just too afraid to admit it." He says, looking down. "Too late now, Jai." I say, looking at him. "I know." He stares back. "Marlene!" I hear from afar. I turn around, confused and see Sam looking around frantically with Taylor.
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If I Stay. (Sam Wilkinson fanfic)
Teen FictionMy name is Marlene. My friends call me hazel because of my bright hazel eyes. My brown hair is up to my waist. My parents found a job in Los Angeles they will pay them good money, so I have to move from North Carolina, across the country to L.A...