The One Who Picked Me Up

Chapter 2

Felicia's POV

Just as I was now, I had thought about self harm before. But I always decided against it. I knew that it wouldn't solve anything in life and that, once I started, I wouldn't be able to stop. So, once again, I pushed the thoughts aside.

I sat in that position for about an hour, silently crying. After a while, I sighed and began to think on how exactly I would get all this sticky mess off of me. I spent the next 10 minutes vigorously scrubbing at it but not more came off. I guess I would have to just go home. The teacher shouldn't miss me and by now everybody was probably in class. I would probably be able to just sneak out without anyone noticing...

I slowly opened the bathroom door, looked to see if anyone was in the hallway, and quickly made my way through the hall and out the double doors that led outside.

"Oh shoot!" I muttered under my breath realizing that I hadn't grabbed my keys or any of my other stuff for that matter.

I snuck back in, grabbed my junk, and made it back out to the car without being seen by anyone. I got in the car and laid my jacket on the cloth seats of my car to prevent any glop getting on the seats and permanently staining it.

When I got home, I went straight to my room, knowing that my parents wouldn't be home for a few more hours. I grabbed a change of clothes, that consisted of a t-shirt and sweat pants, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After the shower, I took my sticky clothes downstairs to, again, try to pick some of the goo off. After spending what seemed like hours on this task, I finally gave up and threw them in the washer.

I walked to the living room and flopped on the sofa with a sigh. I was going to watch some tv but I didn't feel like getting up to get the remote. (sometimes I can be really lazy) Slowly, my eyelids slid shut and I fell asleep.

I woke up in a dark room. I couldn't see a thing and I had no idea where I was. My body hurt all over and I felt as if the life had been beaten out of me. I quickly realized that my arms were tied tight with twine. I felt it cutting into my flesh.

"Hey loser," a voice said, startling me.

The voice sounded familiar yet I couldn't place where I had heard it. It wasn't until the unknown person turned on a lantern that and I could see its face that I knew who it was. Cate.

"What do you want," I growled.

"Oh nothing really. Just to torcher you beyond what you could even imagine." She said smiling evily.

"Why do you even hate me so much?" I asked in genuine curiosity.

"Why do I hate you? WHY DO I HATE YOU?!?!?! YOU KNOW WHAT?!?! I'M THROUGH WITH YOU!!!" She said pulling out a gun and pointed it straight at me."

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*gasp* What's gonna happen?

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