The following week...

Only 5 more days till university resumes. Out of nowhere, it strikes. Your memories are coming back. You didn’t want it to happen. I guess it was your unlucky day. Thoughts are filling up your brain. Depression is the only one which is clearly written on your expression.  The suicidal thoughts returned. You hated it. You can’t stand the thought of it. Ironically, you are going to master psychology. You’ve always wanted to be psychologist or a counsellor. You’ve always wanted to help other overcome their depression or sadness. You often help others but you always neglected yourself. You constantly forget about your problems. Others are more important than you

You stare blankly at blue sky. As the sun starts to shine at your eyes, you remembered your high school years. The sarcastic comments, the hurtful jokes that made your heart bleed. Your ex cheated on you, although you gave too many chances, he still cheats on you. Finally he dumped you. It struck you like never before. You started to cry. You lean against the wall thinking it will comfort you. It made your depression much worse. You miss his warmth. You started leaning downwards till you hit the floor. You crossed your legs and covered you face. You cried your eyes out. You couldn’t handle anymore.

A thought came. A very dangerous thought indeed.

You thought of cutting your wrist.

You are out of your mind. You are actually going to cut your wrist. You grab your penknife and started cutting.

The first cut was painful. You can see blood flowing out from your wrist. A smile came out from your face. The more you cut, the wider the smile. You felt as if your problems are gone. You tried deeper cuts. You felt much happier and care free. You soon realized that your depression slowly fade away.

Suddenly, you heard a click. The door becomes unlock. A familiar face came in.

It was your best friend, Rose. You didn’t know that she is going to move in today. Without hesitation, she ran to you and took the penknife away. She also hugged you to comfort you and prevent you from getting your penknife.

“What are you doing? Are you mad?” Rose shouted at you. She was angry and pissed due to your dumb actions.

“Cutting my wrist. Are you blind?!” You yelled back at Rose. You struggled to get out. For the first time, your anger has taken over your soul, your mind and your heart

This caused her to hug you even tighter. Rose experienced it before.  You realized your mistakes. You felt dumb for cutting yourself.

“Cheer up Samantha ~ I’m here”

“Thank you Rose. Without you, I would have continued cutting myself. Forgive me for yelling at you”

You both were awkward for some time. You both aren’t used to calling each other nice names. Instead, both of you always insult each other. 

A w k w a r d  

Rose secretly plan to do something while you two were in an awkward state. Trust me; your bad girl attitude will love it.

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Author's note and thoughts.

So.... how was it ? Mind my English >.<  It was seriously last minute. I was listening to Baby Don't Cry and Baddest Female when I was typing. I feel so smart yet so dumb at the same. Okay, actually the name 'Sam' comes from my real name, but inverted. I had no idea what name to give the character so I decide on 'Sam' 

I hope you all like this chapter. I'll update in another week or two due to examination. Please wish me luck and hope my geography teacher doesn't touch my table >,<

Meet you again in the next chapter ~ 

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