My name is Ashton Rivers and I live next door to this girl I see her every Saturday and Sunday. I think i like her, she's like beautiful. I came to visit one day from school and I saw her through my window leaning against her door sobbing, I wish I could help her. No, I'm going to help her. She doesn't see me, ever. But I see her, I'll always see her.
I go to Bentley prep where I slave away for the week bending over backwards for people who don't give two shits about me. I go home every weekend to be with my family who don't even notice I'm there. I don't care much. My parents fight, a lot. Picture coming home, you come home to parents who are either arguing or not in the house every weekend leaving your kid sister who is only 12 years of age to figure everything out for herself. Its pretty crappy, I wish they would get divorced already it would make everyone happier.
I saw her again today. I don't know her name but I've never felt so obligated to help someone ever. I saw her sobbing again but this time she sit in her floor by her closet, she pulls out a small box. I stare at her with curiosity. She pulls out a small blade and drags it across her skin she opens her mouth I'm assuming letting out a small hiss. She kept going until her entire arm was covered with blood and cuts. She put the blade away letting the blood drip from her arm to the floor. She went to the bathroom I'm assuming to wash and cover her arm, she was in there for at least 15 minutes when I decided to do something crazy. I walked down my stairs past my sisters room where she was probably hiding under the bed due to our parents yelling again. Normally I would go and comfort her but I had my mind set I need to do this. I walked past my parents screaming in the kitchen. I walked out the door and away from house of hell and to the house right next to us, her house.
I looked around for anything I could climb I was right under her window. There was a gutter not far from her window so I decided to risk it. I climbed as fast as I could without breaking the gutter or falling finally I was on the window sill right next to hers. I prayed I would make the jump it wasn't far but was narrow. I closed my eyes and jumped making it. I looked in her room making sure she was still in the bathroom. I tried opening the window and to my luck it was unlocked. I looked around the room for her phone. I spotted it on her nightstand next to a picture with her and some girl. I stared at it for a while when I heard water running. I crept over to the bathroom door her phone still in my hands. "Okay Andi let's see how long you can hold your breathe." I heard her mumble over the running bath water.
So that was her name "Andi" I mumbled. I liked the way it sounded on my tounge. I snapped out of it realizing that I was running out of time I took her phone and input my number texting myself her name, Andi, and put her volume extra high. I sent the text and got it within seconds. I deleted the text on her phone. I saved her number in record time. Putting her phone right by the door of the bathroom I left quietly the way I came. I sprinted back into my house and my dad was gone when I got there, no surprise. I ran up the stairs skipping two steps at a time. I looked through my window and grabbed my phone.
To Andi: Stop your better then that. You can do it.
I sent the message without a second thought hoping it would be enough. I saw the phone vibrating rapidly on the floor and and blinking meaning the noise must have went off as well. I saw the door snap open and she stood there hair and body soaked with just her panties and bra. Normally I would pay more attention to her body but right now I wanted nothing more then to see her reaction on her face. She scrambled for the phone when she realized it wasnt on her nightstand. She was desperately looking now and I didn't understand why until it she found the phone. She picked it up and silenced it. She then ran to her closet throwing on a shirt and sweats. She ran to the bathroom then ran back out. She looked around the room and threw her phone onto her bed. She was pacing the room back and forth tugging at her hair and running her fingers through it. That's when he walked in.
