Katie is a 17 year old struggling with friends, school and herself. Her friends have all turned against her and her smile has slowly drifted away. Shes alone and her family doesnt have a clue. She fakes a smile so people dont ask questions. Her scars tell a story. A horrible story. No one knows she self harms, or starves herself. She hates everything about her. But then summer comes along and for the first time in a long time she has a real smile. She gets to go to California to stay with her aunt. She is just happy she is away from everything. When she boards the plane an unfamiliar tall handsome man came up to her and asked her a question, "Is this seat taken?" That one question changed her life. How? Read to find out. :) Enjoy.


3. Cutting Deep.

Katie’s POV:


Lindsey’s alarm went off. It was 6 in the morning, I always hated getting up in the morning. Who doesn’t though? I feel out of Lindsey’s bed. She just sat there and laughed at me. I threw a stuffed frog at her. She squealed and threw it back at me. I laughed and went into the bathroom.

I washed my face and just threw my hair up in a bun. I never tried t0 look my best at school. I thought it was pointless. We go to school to learn not to make a fashion statement.

Lindsey on the other hand she was a total girly girl. Don’t get me wrong I like to get all dressed up at times but hardly. It took Lindsey for ever to get ready. As she was getting ready I just turned on some TV and watched for a bit.

“You girls almost read for school?” Lindsey’s mom came in and asked.

“Yes mom.” Lindsey replied looking into her closet.

“What should I wear today? Shorts and a band shirt or jeans and a blouse?” Lindsey asked.

“I don’t know. I’m not much for fashion so you should already know not to ask me.” I said.

“Shorts and a band shirt it is.” Lindsey said with a grin on her face.

I laughed and got up. I was ready and Lindsey almost was.

“Do you want me to take my car and you take yours?” I asked.

“Why would you need to? I’ll drive you and when we get out of school I’ll take you back here so you can get your car.” Lindsey said getting her keys.

“Alright.” I replied.

When we walked outside it was scorching hot. It was a good thing I was wearing shorts. I hated school and was not looking forward to it. We got into the car and headed to school. Yay.


We made it to the school and I slugged out of the car.

“C’mon lets go!” Lindsey said cheerfully.

She didn’t understand she didn’t have to always worry about someone picking fun at you all day. Caitlin thrived at picking on me. I don’t know why. We used to be the best of friends. Everything changed because of one stupid thing.

I walked into the building and didn’t stop. I didn’t stop until I got to my first class. Thinkfully I didn’t have to see her until later today. I didn’t know if she was here or not. I didn’t care.

It was time for lunch and I always liked lunch because I could sit and talk with Lindsey. She always made my day. The only thing that made me mad about her was that she always talked about herself and how everyone has a crush on her. She never really asked how I was. I looked past that though. She was my bestfriend and I knew I could trust her.

I sat down at our table and started talking to Lindsey when someone interrupted me. It was my crush. My crush that I had since 6th grade. Chad Harris. He was actually talking to me I couldn’t believe it.

“Hey Katie I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Spring Dance with me?” He asked.

“M-me? O-of course that would be amazing!” I said with a huge smile on my face.

“HAHA just kidding. Did you really think I would ask you out? That’s so funny your disgusting. Plus I’m already taking Caitlin.” Chad said.

Caitlin came over to Chad and they had a make out session. My eyes filled with tears. Everyone was laughing at me. I ran out into the bathroom. I locked myself into one of the stalls. The tears were streaming down my face. I couldn’t be here anymore I had to leave.

In the back of the school there was an exit were there were no cameras to see you. So I went back there and ran to Lindsey’s house. Her mom was at work so I could go into the house and get my keys and leave. I knew where they hid there spare key. I opened the door and ran into Lindsey’s room. I got my keys and got out of there.

I ran into my car and turned it on and left. No one was home at my hous either because my parents had to work as well. So I got home and went into my room. I laid on my bed and kept crying till I fell asleep.

I woke up a few hours later. I looked at my phone and saw I had 10 missed calls from Lindsey and 15 text messages from her. I threw my phone across the room. I was so mad and sad all at once. I threw my face in my pillow.

*Ring Ring Ring*

I looked up walked over to my phone and guess who was calling me? Caitlin. I didn’t want to answer but then again I did. So I hit answer.


“Ah you answered. Why did you leave school hunny? It was just a little joke.”

“Yeah I’m sure it was. I don’t even care anymore.”

“Good. Because no one cares about you anyways. Oh and Lindsey you better rethink her.”


“Well lets just say that she isn’t a real friend to you.”


“Whenever you threw a bitch fit and stomped out of the lunch room Lindsey looked worried right? Wrong. When you left she started laughing. She thought it was funny too.”

“Your lying.”

“Am I? Why don’t you ask her yourself.”

Lindsey picked up the phone.

“You’re such a pussy you know.”



“Why are you doing this?”

“Doing what?”

“Acting all big and bad around Caitlin.”

“Hun I have been this way since the start. I was only pretending to be your friend. Don’t you see. No one cares about you. Its best that you know now.”

I hung up the phone and threw it. Im sure I broke it this time. I ran into the bathroom and grabbed a razor. My vision was so blurry I could hardly see what I was going. My vision cleared and I ran the blade across my wrist.

I saw the blood drip from me to the floor. I didn’t stop at one cut. I made several. I couldn’t stop. And I wouldn’t. I kept cutting until I felt light headed. I passed out on the floor.

I woke up shortly after. My memory was blurry. I still remembered what happened though. I looked at my wrist and saw that I made really deep cuts. The pain was intense but it felt good. There was blood all over the floor and all over me. I had to clean up this mess before my mom got home.

I went into the laundry room and grabbed a red towel to clean up the mess. I wiped the blood off my arm and legs and then cleaned it off the floor. There was still a lot of blood on me so I took a shower to rinse it all off. Once I got out of the shower my wrist was still burning like crazy.

I went into my mom’s room and got her first aid kit and got some bandages out. I wrapped them around my wrist. To stop the bleeding. All of this stuff happening to me wasn’t helping myself at all. I was already depressed as hell. My parents were always fighting and my brother and sister absolutely hated me. I was fat. Even though people told me I wasn’t.

I had all these thoughts in my head that were just scrambling around like crazy. I was so insecure about myself. I never opened up to anyone because I always get stabbed in the back as you can see. I didn’t know what else to do with my life. There was nothing left to look forward to. I am starting to question my existence.   



~Authors Note~

Hey guys sorry i havent uploaded a chapter in a while. well here is this chapter. please tell me what you all think about it. the cutting part was not to make fun of anyone. cutting is a serious matter. if any of you all are depressed or just need someone to talk to i am always here :)

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