I tried to fight the urges to grab the blade. Most people don't understand what feels like, the feeling you get, wanting to hurt yourself. My mother was certainly one of those people. Every time she saw a cut she would flip out. She would say 'your being stupid! Why would you want to hurt yourself? I don't understand.' Exactly. She doesn't understand. When she says those things I try to tell her why but every time I try she still doesn't understand. I didn't have anyone who understood.
She knows I have no friends. She knows she is the only one who cares about me. She knows I get bullied. She knows people have hurt me. Yet she still doesn't understand.
I wanted the pain to end. I could hardly see my reflection in the shattered bathroom mirror. My knuckles were bleeding. Bits of mirror still stuck in it. I was screaming for help but no one could hear me.
I wanted it to end. I needed it to end. I couldn't continue living like this.
I pushed the hair away from my face and tried to dry my tears. Faked my best smile while grabbing the nearest capsule of pills. I didn't even have time to read the label before I heard the front door open and shut.
My hands started uncontrollably shaking. My mother was home early, I knew she would find me.
I threw myself at the bathroom door so it would slam shut. I locked the door. I heard bags drop and something spill.
I was panicking. I couldn't get the lid off the container. I heard my mother scream my name and footsteps running up the stairs. My tears became more aggressive. I bit the side of my hand. I popped the lid and the pills flew all over the floor.
I fell forward to try and pick up a handful. I couldn't see, my vision was to blurred from the never ending stream coming from my eyes.
The bathroom door started to shake. It seemed like my mother was throwing herself at the door for it to open.
"I'm sorry" I cried.
"Darling it's okay, just open this door, okay?"I could tell she was biting back tears.
I decide not to reply I just threw a handful of pills to the back of my throat and swallowed.
I started to feel extremely sleepy. When I shut my eyes the pain disappeared. My knuckles didn't hurt neither did my wrist. I opened my eyes for a second. My vision wasn't clear but I could see a stranger trying to talk to me while shinning a light into my eyes.
I shut my eyes again and just like before, the pain ended.
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