Its been two days since Damen cheated on me and I don't know what to do. My chest hurts from the pain inside my heart and my mother has to wake up because I scream in my sleep, little does she know its happening while I'm awake too. The pain inside is killing me and I cant take it! I can't! This is more than I can take and I need to distract myself. Thats it, I need something to take my mind away from the pain he caused me.
I walked into the kitchen and looked around then pulled out a knife. It was a shiny silver and it had a handle shaped like a paw. It had been my dad's special knife that he used when he was cooking. I never forgot the way he put the sheath on the end and growled at me with the paw towards me like he was a bear. Oh god, I miss him. And....Damen.
I lifted my shirt so I could aim at my waist so every time my jeans brushed it, I would feel pain and it would take my mind away from my emotional pain. I counted to three then, clutching the paw handle I let the blade cut through my skin. I screamed in pain as my flesh was cur and red liquid oozed out of the deep cut I had made. A moment after that Jake came in the door with a box of some sort but as soon as he got sight of what I had done the box slid from his hands. I looked at him then dropped to my knees, the knife dropping from my shaking hand.
“Sc-scout!” Jake yelled and knelt beside me, grabbing a towel from the drawer and pressing it against my side. He picked me up bridal style and started carrying me to my room.
“Im sorry. Jakey, I'm so sorry! Im sorry!” I sobbed as I clutched his shirt which he soon pried from my hands as he slid off my jeans which were stained with my blood. I remembered when Damen had did this, his hands so gentle as he was careful not to hurt me. His voice so sweet, so divine it made me want to die listening to his voice. A moment later Jake was about to put a pair of shorts on me but not just any shorts, Damen's.
“Different shorts. Please. Those are...his.”I told him because it hurt me to even say his name. Jake nodded and came back with girls' booty shorts that was tight around the waist so it would hold the towel and put pressure on my cut.
After a moment or so I watched Jake walk out of my room and heard the front door shut behind him. It was quiet before I heard yelling and shouting next door. Damen and Trey no doubt. I looked out the window and there was Jake and Damen, yelling at one another. I had to do something so I stood and walked down the stairs and outside.
Jake POV
I walked into the house with a box full of nothing but doughnuts, rocky road ice cream, Reese's cups, popcorn, and about anything else that could cheer up a heart broken girl. But, as I walked in I saw Scout drop to her knees, a knife in her hand soaked with blood dropping from her hand.
“Scout!” I yelled and knelt beside the bleeding girl. I pressed a towel to her waist, then carried her to her room. Without a second thought I slid off the blood soaked jeans and took out a pair of shorts.
“Different shorts. Please. Those are...his.” Scout said, her voice faltering. Without a word I nodded and got a different pair of shorts and put them on her. A minute or two after she had relaxed I left her room and went next door where Damen just happened to be. And damn, I was ready to start a fight! I was pissed at that ass!
“Hey Jake. Hows Scout?” Damen asked as I approached him, sitting on his front steps. Did he really just ask how she was? Oh damn no....
“You want to know how the fuck she is?! Hell, no one is going to tell you!” I yelled, my hands in fists. I had been glad to know he had been put in a cell for two hours in isolation but I wish he was still there. Anywhere but here.
“Dude! Whats your problem?” Damen asked and stood up. After a moment or two of staring at each other in hatred I raised my fist and went to punch him but he had caught my wrist and slammed his fist straight into my jaw. We were yelling and fighting on his front lawn when I heard her. Scout.
“Jake! Stop!” She paused and I heard a car pull in her driveway. “Uncle Mason! Help!”
Before I knew it we were being pulled off each other and my fist that was meant for Damen hit Scout's uncle right on the side of his face. “Shit! Mason, I'm sorry!” I said and looked at Damen who was being held back by Trey.
I started running towards Scout and picked her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as her arms went around my neck. “Jake...don't ever do that again.” She cried into my neck as I walked over to Trey, Damen, and Mason.
Chapter 7
“Jacob. Watch when you throw your fists next time.” Mason said, laughing. When he said that Scout let her feet touch the ground.
“He did it for me.” Scout told him, tears running down her face.
Scout POV
“He did it for me.” I told Uncle Mason with tears streaking my face. At that moment I knew I wanted Damen to see what he made me do and not have Jake keep it to himself. I lifted up shirt and lowered my pants to display the cut. Atleast it didn't need stitches, but everyone still gasped.
“Damen....made me do this. I was upset and no one had seen me so I cut myself. Jake walked in as I did it and helped me. Then...he came over and this happened.” I told them as I his partially behind Jacob. His arm wrapped around my shoulder, pulling me close. I felt safe for once.
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