( jess pov)
The next morning i wake up with a banging headache.
Oh no.
I run to the bathroom and lift up the toilet seat and throw up everything inside of me.
Ugh i feel like crap.
Someone nocks on my bedroom door.
" jess?" Kian said
" in here" i say and throw up again
He walks in
" shit you okay?" He says rushing over to me and holds my hair back
" just a hangover" i say flushing the toilet.
I brush my teeth.
" are you okay about yesterday?" Kian asks
Oh yeh sam slapped me. Are we over?
I strug my shoulder and lay back down on my bed.
Kian sits on the end of my bed.
" come down stairs and take some paracetamol and get some food in you" kian says
I agree and walk downstairs.
I see sam sleeping on the sofa bed in the ball room. I stand there and just look at him.
" common" kian says rubbing my shoulders.
I walk into the kitchen and make a coffee. I sit on the island and put both my hands around the mug and just stare at the drink.
I keep wondering to myself why the hell am i still living? All these years my dad abusing me why do i deserve a happy life?
I tip my coffee down the drain.
The boys watch my every move from the couch.
I walk back upstairs.
I get back into bed and scroll through Twitter on my Mac book. I read through when something really catches my eye.
Twitter:
@sampottorff: feelin like crap and something bad happened last night and
I wish i would remember the whole thing!
"Well sam you didn't so thats your fault" i say to myself
I refresh the feed and he tweeted again.
@sampottorff: also she hurt me aswell...
WTF i hurt him?!
Bullcrap!
I run downstairs with my phone. I walk into the kitchen were sam was making pancakes.
" OK WHAT THE FUCK!" I yell showing him the twitter message on my phone.
" I ONLY SAID THE TRUTH!" He yells back
" guys common" connor says
" NO! TELL ME THEN! HOW DID I HURT YOU?!" I yell
" YOU SAID I WAS LIKE YOUR DAD!" Sam yells at me
" WELL ATLEAT I DIDNT PHYSICALLY HURT SOMEONE!!!!" I scream and feel hot tears running down my face.
" I WAS DRUNK!!" Sam yell
" UGH I HATE YOU!" I yell and run upstairs
I slam my door shut.
I cant do this anymore. Sam was the only thing i truly loved! God obviously created my life for everyone to abuse and hate me!!
I throw on some blue jeans, white silky top, a knitted cardigan and my brown boots.
I run downstairs.
" WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Sam asked annoyed
" SOMETHING I SHOULD OF DONE AGES AGO!!" I yell running out the door.
I run and run all the way down to the beach.
I sit on the edge of the cliff. I just want everything to be over! the pain! The anxiety! The stress! The depression!
I.. I just want it all to go!
Then i think to myself what if?
What if i just..jumped?
YOU ARE READING
Sampottorff saved me
FanficJess is 17 and lives with her dad. I guess you could say thats he not the " worlds most greatest dad". Yeh.. He abuses Jess and is constantly getting drunk. Jess is fed up of the life she has to live... So would maybe a certain boy or 2 or even mayb...
