Why?

"Why did you have to go Jake? What will I do without you?" Sam thought as the razor skimmed across her arm as the blood dripped down. A few weeks ago Jake left Sam all alone on Riverbend Ranch. She was heartbroken. Everyday Sam cried in her sleep pleading for her beloved Jake to come home, but that wouldn't happen until the term was over.

All alone in the bathroom Sam cried as she slit her wrists trying to make the pain of Jake go away in her own misery. Sam wasn't the same person she was a few weeks ago. She wasn't that excited young teen she was, but rather was someone who was miserable to be around. Sure, Jen tried to comfort her, but it was no used. Jenny slowly slipped away and became more involved with her studies then with Sam and made excuses not to see her in this miserable state. Sam's physical appearance was rather scary to others. She wore heavy black mascara and always had her now grown out side bangs, to one side of her face covering her left eye. She wore dark colored clothes and always wore something with sleeves to cover up her scars. Grandma always asked why Sam had scratches all over her arms, but it was the same answer over and over again. "The chickens scratched me again" Sam would say in an almost moused voice.

Sam decided that it was time to get out of the bathroom and face the music of her stable chores. She washed all the blood from the bathtub and rinsed her arms and legs before going out into the world, the world weighing down on her shoulders.

As she emerged from the bathroom Wyatt stopped her dead in her tracks. He looked like a man of steel never once showing his feelings.

"Honey, may I talk to you?"

"Um I have chores to do. I'll talk to you later."

"Honey, we have to talk now."

Sam searched her dad's bright brown eyes looking for some expression that was not present. Absently she walked toward her room, a place of peace and quiet.

"Yeah Dad." Sam said as she stared at the wall of her room."

"Honey, your principal called me today and I very worried about you. She said that you've been skipping classes and have been very quiet. She is also concerned about your grades. I mean a D+ in journalism that is unlike you. I though you loved journalism. Is it because we banned you from meeting the Phantom for the up tenth time this year? What is it honey. We all want to help you overcome this battle that your fighting." He stopped. Sam was ready to burst out in tears, but calmed herself down at the last minute. Wyatt looked at his daughter with hopeful eyes thinking that this would be the break through that everyone so longed for, but sam closed her mouth before words escaped her mouth.

"No, Dad. I'm fine."

"Okay, maybe later."

Wyatt left the room and closed it so there was only a crack left opened. Sam felt tears welling up in her eyes and before you knew it black tears or misery ran down her face, showing the makeup washing down like a cascading waterfall.