TW: SH

Samira needed relief.

The built up tension in her chest hurt as she quietly slipped into her bedroom. She locked the door as she slid onto the floor exhausted. A quiet but hard sob that had built up throughout the whole day escapes her lips and tears slip down her face silently.

Why did that bitch have to bring up her mom?

She was doing so well too. She hadn't hurt herself in over 3 months now and she was learning to block out what had happened but now had brought every single memory back. Blood slid down Sammy's thighs as she continued cut every single available crevice of her thighs. She now didn't even care about the pain. She didn't care about how much it would burn in the shower the next day. She only cared about how it made the world around her...

Quiet

Samira's Outfit

Samira's Makeup

Samira's Hair

"My mom is so pissed that we lied" Max says as Ginny,Samira,Marcus, and Padma walk beside her. "I'm so grounded, she almost didn't let me back for callbacks. I mean what if she doesn't let me back for sophomore sleepover?!" Max says exasperated and Ginny looks at her as Samira goes on her phone blocking the whole conversation out. She strays away from the group going to her locker and unlocking it when she feels a tap on her shoulder. "Yo?" She says looking up to see Marcus.

"You okay?" He says peering at her face and she avoids his eyes. "Yup" she says, popping the p and closing her locker. She walks off leaving him so utterly confused.

Did he do something?

"Do you have a tampon?" Ginny says turning to Samira and she nods grabbing one out of her backpack and handing it to her discreetly. She thanks her and Ginny raises her hand interrupting Mr.Gittens train of thought. "Yes?" He says and Ginny puts her hand down. "Can I go to the restroom?" She asks and Mr.Gitten rolls his eyes. "You had ten minutes before class,but fine.Yes,go" he says annoyed and Ginny nods getting up and heading to the door but not before tripping over something sending the tampon Samira gave to her right in his face.

The second hand embarrassment is second hand embarrassmenting today!!!

He looks down, picking up the period device and he hands it to her. She snatched it away storming out of the classroom as everyone stared at her.

Embarrassing *High Pitched Drake Voice*

Samira walked into the Miller household immediately going into her room not caring to go eat something like she always does. She opens the door jumping when she sees Marcus on her bed waiting. "Dude what the fuck?!" She says and Marcus looks up at her. "You can't just barge into my room Marcus! There's a thing called personal- '' Samira says starting to go in on him when he roughly smashes his lips against hers. A gasp escapes her lips as Marcus lips his tongue into her mouth. A quiet whimper leaves her full lips as both tongues fight for dominance in the heated kiss.

He pulls away first cradling her face and all you can hear is the two teenagers heavily breathing for a minute. "I just wanted to make sure we're cool" he says against her lips and she nods. "Can..Can I ask you a question?" He says nervously and she hesitantly nods. "Will you be-Can I be your boyfriend?" He asks and Samira's heart flutters. She kisses him nodding and Marcus smiles as his hands flew to the back of her neck as he tries to pull her closer into him.

"I'm taking that as a yes"

"Ma?" Samira shouted out for her mom as she entered the small apartment. "Hello?Mama??" she says extending the last vowel as she sets her bag down. "Mommy, where are you?" she says walking into the kitchen as she lays her eyes on one of the fancy calligraphy papers she gifted her mother her last birthday.

"Mommy you're scaring me. What is going on?" Samira says with a now tight feeling in her chest. She runs into the hallway banging on her mother's door terrified. She quickly runs back to the kitchen grabbing a knife out of the block and going back to her door. She unlocks it with the knife and she is physically appalled by the sight she sees.

Her mother sat in front of her foamy saliva coming out of her mouth. She didn't shake nor did she move. She just stared at her daughter with no look in her eyes just dullness. Samira's screams echoed through the apartment as she clung to her mother. "Mama please! Wake up please please please" she begged as she heard knocks on the apartment door. Her chin shook as she was carried out by a random man and gasps filled the air.

"I love you too"

Samira wiped the tears off of her face as she stared at the letter.

Why'd this hurt so much still?

If she hadn't stayed after school for the art expo she would've been there. If she listened to her mother and got back from school when she was supposed to she would've been there. Her last words were literally "I hate you". Even if it said out of pure anger and falsity she still had said it. Those were the words that escaped her lips the last time she saw her mother and she couldn't change it. Now she was gone.

"I hope you're proud Mama"

A/N

hey yallll

BTW Padma and Marcus are not a thing here. Cus we not beefing with bae 

Anywaysss hruu???

Any comments and suggestions???

I love you guysss🤎💋❦