Cutting And Kidnapped

Chapter 7

Chapter 7:

Alexis' POV

I have no clue where I plan on going, but my legs keep taking me wherever they want to go. About 45 minutes after, I end up at Seven-Eleven. I went to the aisle I knew way too well. More band-aids and more razors. I think I might take four of the six razors apart this time. I also grab three candies, knowing that they should last me about a month unless I decide to give them to everyone else, which I'll probably end up doing.

Spending 10 minutes in Seven-Eleven, I realize I'm going to be ridiculously late. Shit. If Kenz expects me to be there on time, she must be crazy. I check out with the cashier giving me a funny look with the combination of band-aids and razors. I don't give two shits on what he thinks. He can go fuck himself.

I finally leave the store, and start my walk back but decide to go to the park for a little while because I really need some fresh air. It isn't like I don't get any fresh air, it's just that I need a lot more ever since telling Kenzie about the cutting thing. I love you Kenz... I'm so sorry... I am so sorry Kenzie... "Lex. In. Now," Kenzie decides to scare the living shit out of me. She starts lecturing me, but I just tune out. "Lex. Listen to me," I mumble a 'hmm' before she continues, "You can't be doing that. You're an hour late Lex. An hour late! Tell me how long you'd be here in the dark if I hadn't come to get you?" she pauses, waiting for an answer. I say nothing, but think I'd be here all night, just like the last time that I snuck out. It isn't as bad as you'd think. Unless you get raped. Like last time... "Huh Lex? Not gonna answer?" As she says this, she pulls onto our street. "Give me all your belongings. You'll get them back once I check them." My breath hitches. She can't know I got more razors. She can't. She won't. "Come on Lexy. Hand them over." We're in the driveway and I decide to try to run inside, knowing she didn't expect to be out too long and she didn't lock the door. I run inside, upstairs into my room, then to the bathroom. Cole bangs on the door, "What's going on?" I don't say anything, I slip a note under the door, not wanting to talk.

It reads: nothing I'm fine. Just got upset when I went out and don't want to talk about it. I have to get a shower to clean myself up. Love you baby...

The dots are barely noticeable. They signify that I'm either ashamed of myself or hiding something. This time, though, it's both. I'm ashamed of myself that I'm going to the blades again and I'm hiding this. Well, trying to anyways.

Of course, Cole doesn't know about this, so he just mumbles a reply.

Moments later, the door is being slammed on by everyone in the house. "Lex! Open up or I'm showing them where the bathroom key is!" Damn you Cole. I wrap a towel around myself and open the door right after placing one of the razors behind the curtain in the shower.

"Lexy, in the bathroom with me now." Kenz commands. I act like I'm going back in, but I try to run out. She grabs the back of my neck and I know that I'm at her mercy. I follow with where she wants me to go so that she doesn't hurt my neck too much. "I want you to hand over your belongings. Take them out of the bag, show me and look me in the eyes when you do. Then hand them to me, one by one."

At those sentences, I'm about to burst out crying. I whimper, knowing that I couldn't get away with it. Stupidass. You don't think about anything. "Lexy, come on."

"I-I can't," I mumble right before I burst into tears. Weak bitch. "I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry Kenz. I'm so so sorry..."

She comes over to hold me. "Can't do what Lexy?" she asks the question I don't want to answer.

I just start sobbing and she holds onto me tighter. She starts rocking back and forth, "Shh Lexy it's okay... it'll be okay in the end Lexy... I'm only doing this because I love and care about you, Lexy. You know that, right?" Kenzie moves her head from above mine to trying to look in my eyes. "Lexy, you know that, right?" She moves my chin up and I let her move it but slam my eyelids shut. "Please look at me," she commands but says it like a choice.

I look up into her light blue eyes that she hates, but is one of the many things I adore about her. "You know I'm doing this because I love you, right?" Kenz says so softly that it starts to calm me down.

"I know," I shift my eyes away from hers as I say it.

Kenz notices, as usual, and tries to get me to look at her as she moves my chin up again, "What are you hiding?" furrowing her eyebrows as she asks me.

"I just... I'm fine.." I say quietly, hoping she doesn't know that I'm lying.

Please don't notice... Of course she notices and tells me, "Don't you dare tell me that you're fine. Don't you ever tell me that you're fine! Look at your thighs and tell me that you're fucking fine!" By the end, she's screaming at me.

I realize that my thighs are exposed and she just saw all of my scars, old and new. Dammit!

"I-I'm sorry Lexy... I-I don't know why I just-"

I cut her off, "Get out."

She replies with, "Fine, I'll leave but I am taking your purse and your bag from Seven-Eleven. You will get them back after I check them."

I just play it off like it's not a big deal, "Fine," I mutter.

Lucky for me, I already hid one of the razors and will be using that in my shower, obviously. I lock the door and get a 15-minute shower to make it seem like I didn't do anything. 10 minutes in the shower, 2 tearing apart the razor, 1 cutting- had to make it fast, and 2 cleaning up.

Once I'm done my shower, I hear a faint knock and Kenz telling me to go to her room once I'm done getting dressed. I mumble a reply.

She sounded like she was crying. Did I do that to her? I hope I didn't.

But I also hope she doesn't ask for my razor.

I finish dressing and quickly put my hair up in a messy bun. I walk into Kenzies' room and can't believe what I see.