Hopeless (Cricky)

Cut one, cut two, cut three, and cut four.

I woke up the next morning my wrist hurting really bad. I looked down at it and started to remember what happened. Fuck! I have to cover this up. I walked into my bathroom covering my wrist with a soft wrap. I put on a short sleeved shirt. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? PUT ON A LONG SLEEVED SHIRT NOW!" The voice in my head yelled. "No. People don't care not even my parents." I whispered walking out my bedroom door to the living room. "Good Morning Chris." My mom said while still missing my dad. Fuck Ew this is gross! "PLEASE GO THIS IS DISGUSTING." Bob said. Yeah that's his name Bob. I ran out the door graving my backpack walking to school. I still had my blade in my boot, but I also have one in my pocket for easy access. "Yo fag! Don't you have a rope to visit?!?" Someone yelled. I turned and saw it was....Ricky. I felt a tear slide down my cheek. I laughed an looked at him. "That made no sense." I said walking to the bathroom sitting in a stall. "Cut one, cut two, cut three, and cut four." I said sliding the blade that I got from my pocket onto my wrist. The blade was small and had dried out blood on it that made it a dark red color. "Chris? Are you in here?" I heard Ricky's voice ask. "Fuck you! Get out." I yelled. He slid under the stall door and looked at me in shock. "Chris? Why?" He asked tears in his eyes. I scuffed and said "Why do you care? You said you don't date dicks, and plus you're the reason I'm doing this." I said chuckling at the end. "The one I love calls me a dick after I try and help him. I messed up like I usually do." I said looking down. "I asked him if he kissed you. He said yes and that it was horrible." He said walking towards me causing me to back up against the wall. He grabbed my face and pulled me down. (he is a tiny shrimp, but I love him) He pulled me into a passionate kiss. I kissed back wrapping my arms around his waist. "I think your kisses are amazing." He whispered pulling back smirking. "Oh do you now?" I asked making him nod. "Chris can we date again?" He asked looking me in the eyes hopefully. I smirked and nodded. "Of course!" I said kissing him again. He wrapped his arms around my neck pulling me closer if possible. "I love you Chris Cerulli." He mumbled still kissing me. I smiled against his lips. "I love you to Richard Olson." I said. He pulled back with a fake angry face. "Don't call me Richard. It's Ricky!" He yelled hitting my shoulder causing me to giggle. "Fine. I love you to Ricky Olson." I said kissing his cheek. We walked out of the bathroom hand and hand. "Can we skip school?" He asked giving me puppy dog eyes. "Ugh! Fine." Is aid pulling him out the door. Best day ever!!!!!