Chapter thirteen

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Sarah's P.O.V.

I slid down the bathtub gazing at the precious little killer between my fingers. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and stared at my clean, pink skin, with no bruises at all. I closed my eyes tightly and brought the razor near my arm. Just in a jiffy, I did what I wanted.

For this life,
Cut!
For Zayn,
Cut!
For Mom,
Cut!
For Dad,
Cut!
For being who I am,
Cut! Cut! Cut!
For being so weak,
Cut! Cut!
For being pathetic,
Cut!
For living,
Deep Cut!!!

I opened up my eyes and gazed down at my arm, now beautifully inked with my own blood. Blood seeped down from the cuts and further soaked up my school uniform. My skirt and socks were bloody and I felt my world spun. I got up and tried to open the bathroom door but dizziness got over me and I blacked out.

Amelia's P.O.V.

I greeted Ms. Watson and entered Sarah's room. But, I found her nowhere. I searched the whole room and finally guessed that she must be in the restroom. I knocked at the restroom's door furiously but no answer. That's when stupid thoughts creeped up in my mind. I called Ms. Watson from downstairs and we both tried to break the restroom's door but it wouldn't budge. After uncounted times, the door bursted open and the sight before me was enough for my eyeballs to leave their sockets.

Sarah was lying near the bathtub covered in bloody blood. Her school uniform and socks were having big gigantic stains of blood. I walked near her and found her wrist slit. She had more than ten cuts and the deepest cut was right on her wrist's vein.

When I got my senses back, I heard Ms. Watson's sobs. I turned around and saw her sitting on the restroom's door with her eyes, bloodshot. I left the restroom and called the ambulance.

Deep down, I knew that she was truly and deeply in love with Zayn but she never knew about my feelings.

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