Behind The Cuts *Completed*

Every cut is another story. I'm not an open book like everyone seems to think. Why does everyone seem to think they know me? This story is about a young teen just tying to find a place in this world... But will she make it out alive?


12. You Always Keep Me On My Toes

You Always Keep Me On My Toes

Luke's POV

I have no idea why I told them all that stuff about her... She won't forgive me. She texts me a heart?

You still mad I text her.

Yeah, but everyone makes mistakes :) <3 She texts back.

Yeah but this is a big one... </3  I text her.

Let's just forget it even ever happened :) I could agree to that.

Okay love you <3 She didn't text back. Yep she was still mad.

Kurt looks over my shoulder then gives me a high five.

"Dude, you're off the hook!" I bury my head in my hands.

"She's so mad." I say. Justin looks.

"Um, she's not. Can you not tell." Justin says. I look up at them.

"You guys don't know her as well as I do. When she's this happy after a fight it only means one thing." I push my hair back. Then Tim looks at the phone.

"What dude she seems fine to us." Tim says.

"She either cut, is drunk, is high, has just cheated, or she's keeping something a secret." I say.

"She most likely cut. She seems like that kinda girl." Tim says. Kurt slaps him upside the head.

"Everything is most likely okay. She might just be trying not to fight." Kurt says.

"She hiding something then. And it has to be big." I say.

"Luke! You're off the hook! Calm down! Also tell the girls to come home Damon texted and him and his girlfriend are coming over." Justin says.

Come back to my house Jamie is coming over with Damon. I text Mandy.

Okay we're on our way Hannah texts me. I shrug and make popcorn.

The girls get home and Mary runs over and gives me a hug and a kiss.

"More people at our house Luke." Our house?

"Our house?" She smiled.

"Yep I'm moving in!" She gives me a hug but I push her off.

"No you're not. You're fifteen."

"Yeah I'm getting emancipated like you did."

"The only reason why the judge agreed is because I was a abused and neglected kid."

"I'll just tell them the Curtis thing."

"That was almost a year ago now. In almost two years you will be eighteen. You will make it." She rolls her eyes.

"Okay I guess." I hear a knock. I open the door. It's Damon and Jamie.

"Hey is that your girlfriend?" Damon asks me looking at Mary.

"Yeah. Hey my name is M-" She starts.

"Mary." Damon says kissing her hand. She blushes. They start to stare into each others eyes. God she's always pulling these kinda stunts.

"Okay that's enough." I say pushing them apart.

"Really?" Jamie says.

"Yeah sorry." Damon says giving Jamie a kiss.

"Mary can I talk to you?" I ask. Fear fills her beautiful brown eyes.

"Yeah." She says. I grab her arm hard and bring her into my bedroom.

"Why?" I ask.

"What?" She asks rubbing her arm where I had griped hard.

"Do that!? You are always attracted to other men! Every date you look at other men!" I could see the fear leave her eyes replaced with tears and anger. She cry's when she's mad it's cute.

"Why are you mad at me!? You're the one who told lies about me to your friends! What the heck was that for!? I forgave you! I wasn't flirting! I was shocked that he just kissed my hand! He's more of a gentlemen then you are! When have I ever done anything to make it so you couldn't trust me! As I recall when I was in foster care you kissed another girl! I never held that against you! I never thought of it as anything! Why am I getting yelled at for another guy kissing my hand!? All I've been to you according to your friends was some sexy easy emo girl!" I felt bad. She's never yelled at me like this.

"You're right I'm sorry."

"No I'm not done I'm not close to done! How dare you treat me like crap after all that has happened to me!"

"Okay I get it!" I say.

"No I don't think you do!"

"I was abused to! You act like you are the only one in this relationship that has a really hard life! But guess what, I was beat to! I was pushed around to! I was called an embarrassment to! You are not the only person on this earth with a hard life! My mom almost killed me to!"

"I know."

"No you don't if you did we wouldn't be talking about this!"

"No we wouldn't if you didn't talk crap about me with your friends then be a jealous jerk afterwords!"

"Why do you always have to get so mad about everything!?"

"Oh look who's talking."

I got so mad. I went to push her but she caught my hand and tears fell.

"Are you kidding me? You know what... I'm done trying to make this work. I'm obviously nothing to you." She went to walk out but I grabbed her arm to stop her. I span her around and kissed her but she didn't kiss me back. Instead she pushed me off.

"Mary please." I whisper while tears fall. She shook her head then walked out the door. She opened the door back up.

"Here's a souvenir of me." She rips the necklace I gave to her on our first date and threw it on the ground then walks out slamming the door.

I pick it up. It was a butterfly. The symbol to stop cutting. I look at it and chuck it at the door and fall on the ground crying. I couldn't believe myself.

About three hours later I get a call from Mary's foster mom. Everyone left when they heard the fight start. I wipe off the tears and clear my throat.

"Hello?" I say.

"Luke... Mary came home crying and was mad. She went into her room and started throwing things around and..." I heard her pause and start to cry, "She tried to kill herself. She got a hold of my pills and she swallowed the whole bottle of them... I don't think she's going to make it." I drop the phone and run into my car.

"Oh my god." I whisper when I start driving.

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