To Love One With Scars (girlxgirl)

Chapter 2

*Sammy's POV*

She actually did it. She hurt herself. Before I left she swore to me she would never do it again. So she lied... "You lied to me." My head shot up. I could see fear and weakness in her eyes. "You promised you would never do it again. These are fresh. You did this today didnt you." She just nodded. I didn't know what to say anymore. I went back into the bathroom and wiped the blood off the side of thebathtub. She didnt need to know how I knew. The fact is I knew.

I looked around for more blood. We didn't need her mom walking in and seeing. Brooke is a horrible liar, and I knew that. So did her mother, so I knew her mother would never believe Brooke if she said she got cut on accident, which is what Brooke would say. I walked out of the bathroom and started grabbing clothes out of my bag. 

"S-sammy..." I looked at her, and saw the fear in her eyes. My heart went out to her, but I'm upset she lied to me. So I was at a cross roads. "Sammy I'm really sorry. I know before you left I promised you I'd call you if I ever felt like doing it again. I tried, but I didn't want to bother you with my issues, I know you have enough to worry about and-" 

I cut her off, "No Brooke you can't say that. You're the one cutting. Not me." Her eyes got a hard blue. "Samantha I know I lied but you don't need to be a bitch." I froze. She really just called me a bitch? I took a deep breath, and looked at her. "You're right." I walked over and stood in front of her while she sat on the bed. I looked in her light blue eyes. God, I loved her eys. "I'm sorry, love. I guess I just hate the fact you're doing it again and there's nothing I can do about it."

Her eyes got soft and turned back into the liquid light blue color I always loved. "I love you, Sammy. You're my best friend. Having you here is going to make not cutting so much easier." I smilied, knowing the affect I had on Brooke. If Brooke got mad at me, she was never mad for long. "Oh, how's Josh?" Hearing her say the name of my boyfriend snapped me back to reality. "Oh uh, he's fine." 

I looked at Brooke again. God, she was gorgeous. Her light blonde hair and blue eyes made her perfect for anyone. Maybe even perfect for me... No, I'm into girls, what am I thinking? I have Josh, he's captan of the the football team, and the basketball team. He was fit, he was one of the popular boys at my school in Washington. No, I'm not gay. Brooke was, and I had always known that.

It was never a problem for me, she was still the same Brooke I grew up with. She just dated girls instead of guys. There's nothing wrong with that. I looked at her body, and could tell she hadn't been eating. "Brooke, when was the last time you ate?" She looked at me wide eyed and said, "Uh... T-two weeks..." I shook my head and walked downstairs into the kitchen.