He saved me

Thinking~chapter 7

I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off letting me know that it was the day that would change my life.

I groaned as I pulled the heavy blankets off my body as I felt the coldness of my bedroom. I walked into my bathroom to turn on the hot water in my shower when something caught my eye.

I saw my blue razor that had dried blood on the sharp blades from the last time I had used it. I walked over to the small corner it had laid in and sat down holding it in my cold shaky hands.

I started to remember the first time I self harmed. I remember how it was so painful and how I told myself I would never do that again but I found myself in the same situation the week later, and the next week ,and the next.

I pulled up my over sized sweatshirt sleeve to find six little scars on my pale wrist. I felt a tear roll down my cheek and quickly whipped it away as I pulled down my sleeve and threw the bloody razor in the trash can. I stood up and started the hot water for the shower and stripped my clothes. I quickly got in the shower and felt the warm water touch my cold skin. I washed my hair as I thought of the things that would happen today. I thought of saying goodbye, again. I pictured how crushed Liam would be,that's if he even cares. I pictured crying in my moms arms and not wanting to leave her but knowing I would have to . I pictured walking on the plane leaving everything behind for a "better life".

I don't want to leave my mom. Especially with the condition she's in, just because my fucking dad. I'm only doing this because my mom wants me to. If she will be happy knowing I'm safe and have a "better life", then I'll pretend I want that for myself.

I got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my body as I walked into my room to find clothes. I decided to let the weather decide my mood a clothing. It was cold and rainy outside, so I chose denim jeans and an over sized sweatshirt with a broken heart in the middle . I found my black uggs and thin socks and slipped them on my feet.

I grabbed my umbrella and walked down stairs to walk to the hospital to see my mom. I opened the front door to a cold misty breeze hitting my face. I searched for the spare key to the house and found it hidden under a rock by the bushes. I locked the door and started to walk to the hospital. It started to rain harder and harder the further I got. I saw an unfamiliar red mustang following me. I first thought they would turn a different way after they followed me down my street but they didn't. The rain made it to where I couldn't see through the windows to see who sat behind the wheel.

I started to walk faster as I saw the car speed up. I got scared and tried to ignore it, but I came to a stop sign and had to wait for the cars to pass. This red mustang was getting closer and closer until I could feel the warm engine air hitting my legs. I noticed I was shaking as the driver rolled down the passenger window.

"Hey Cassia, its pouring! Let me give you a ride." The deep accent spoke through the sound of heavy rain hitting other cars. "Liam ?" I asked the voice trying to see him through the rain. "Yes. It's me Cassia! Now get in the car the storm is just going to get worse." Liam's concerned voice spoke louder.

I opened the passenger door and jumped in the seat as I closed my umbrella. "Nice car." I complimented. "Thanks ,it's my dads. So where do you need to go?" He asked me glancing at me raising an eyebrow.

I thought about how I would have to tell him goodbye today so why not now.

"Um actually could we go get some coffee? I need to talk to you.." I told him looking at him waiting on an answer. "Yeah sure. What's going on? Everything okay?" He asked looking at me with concern as he turned around to go to a coffee place.

"Yeah everything's fine. I just need to uh- um talk to you about some things." I told him mentally slapping myself for my awkwardness. "Okay. Then we will go to Starbucks and talk. Sound good?" He asked concentrating on the road ahead.

"That sounds great." I answered thinking of what I would say to him when we arrived at Starbucks.