TW: self-harm
I was now officially bored out of my mind.
I never had anything to do. No one to talk to except Nadia and Gabrielle, whom I only visit once a week and maybe more sometimes. The thought of visiting them again today again crossed my mind but I already visited this week and it's just Tuesday.
I went to my kitchen which was connected to the living room.
Leaning my body on the counter I stare at the knife holder which had knives of different sizes, I pick out the biggest one.
Do it, cut yourself
I shake my head and shut my eyes closed.
Just a little cut, nobody will care, you've done it before. Do it, do it, DO IT. The voices in my head encourage
Before I know it, I pressed the tip on my arm and watched as blood oozed out.
Yes that's good. No one will care, you are alone. No one will notice. No one will know.
No No No
What have I done!
I quickly bring my first aid kit that I seem to use every week and clean up the cut, it's not that deep so it'll heal, i put a bandage on the injury.
I sigh,
I decide to go meet Rachel at the reception.
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"Hey Rachel." I greet
"...."
"...."
"...."
"Why are scowling that way." I imitate her expression.
"My boyfriend broke up with me." She finally removes that hideous expression from her face.
"You had a boyfriend?" I ask surprised.
She looks at me like I'd grown two heads. "I told you I had a boyfriend when we were talking two months ago." She shakes her head. Whenever I wanted to talk about my problems or whatever is bothering me, Rachel is the person I always come to and if something's bothering her too she tells me.
"Oh..." I stroke my chin. " Yeah, I don't remember." I lean on the white table.
She shakes her head again
"Anyway, he said I'm not experienced enough."
"Um, I didn't know you needed to have a qualification to be in a relationship." I roll my eyes
"Exactly, I just...I don't know."
"So, you guys dated for what 2 months?"
"Yes."
"That's sad."
"..."
"..."
"Do you have a boyfriend yet?" she starts to arrange the files on her desk.
"No. Why do you make it seem like you need a boyfriend to be happy?" I frown
"No I didn't say that. It's just that you always seem so lonely and sad, you hardly even notice my presence and I'm at this desk everyday." She says softly
"Well I'm not sad, I'm okay and I don't need a boyfriend." I couldn't get one if I wanted to, no one seems to want to associate with me. I don't even have any friend besides Gabi.
"Whatever you say bebe." She smirks, if that's what you'll call smirking, she looked like a clown.
"Why are you smirking?" I roll my eyes
"Nothing... I'm heading out for a second, I'll be back in 30." She picks up her bag and exists the modern looking like reception.
Great, So she just left me here.
I sigh and start to walk to the elevator.
The elevator opens and I enter, it just started closing when someone leg stops it. The person rushes inside, I look to my right not bothering to look at who entered
"Phew, that was close" A slightly familiar voice says
"Grocery lady?" The voice sounded unsure.
I looked over to my left and recognized the person immediately.
"Sweatpants dude?"
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Weird way to end a chapter I know, but I can't wait for you guys to see the next one.
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Teen Fiction❦︎ "Why you following me?" "You have an interesting life" He was a boy looking for an adventure. She was a girl looking for a meaning to life. ❦︎ Cover made by: @moonlitcloudx TW: mention of suicide, self-harm etc,
