I need you (a zendaya and val story)

Zendayas POV

Zendaya, tears in her eyes dialed Val and Maks number for a three way call.

"Hey it's Val and Maks."

"Um hey guys-"

"We're busy and can't come to the phone right now. Try again later! Leave a message too!"

Later. I didn't want to do it later. I needed them now. I touched the fresh cut on my arm. It still burns.

*FLASHBACK*

"You are awful! You are the worst girlfriend I've ever had! You deserve everything I do to you!'

"No I dont," I cried.

"Did you argue with me? Well you'll get something from that wont you?"

"Please," I begged.

Greg pulled out his pocket knife. He clicked it open.

"Are you sorry you argued with me?"

No. "Yes."

"Liar!" He yelled and drug the knife on my arm about an inch.

I watched in horror as the blood dripped down my arm. He'd hit me, kicked me, and yelled at me, but never this.

*End of Flashback*

"Um hey guys," I sniffed. "I just, I forgot when our next rehearsal was val. Yeah that's it. Um. And I just. I just need to talk. Are you guys busy tonight? We could go get pizza or something? Well I love you. Bye."