Samantha's P.O.V.-
I wake up. I look in the mirror. I see my scars, my secret shame. I get dressed in some maroon shorts, a grey singlet and a black leather jacket. I then pile on bracelets. I look at the razor blade on the basin, taunting me, tempting me. I cant resist. I switch on my phone and burst into tears. I yank up my sleeve and rip off my bracelets.I scream as one of them slashes my wrist. Its deep. Guess I didnt need the blade after all. I sink to the floor in tears.
"Sam, are you OK."
Shit. James is here. He must have heard me. I hope mum and dad didn't. He walks in the door, sees me, and freaks.
"What are you doing?!" He asks, on the verge of yelling, as he flushes y razors, my best friends, down the toilet.
"I can't win ,James." I say as I burst in to tears for the second time in two minutes.
"Its OK ,Sam, I'm here now."
A/N- Hey guys, so this is my second story on wattpad. I will be posting this story in P.O.V.'s so, yeah. I really proud of this story, not the topic, but the plot line. Expect lots of twists and advice is much appreciated.
Jennifer
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