The story of us

Chapter eleven. September 2014

David's 16th birthday we got his nose done, it was a cute hoop that resembled mine only bigger. two days later me and David got into a small argument over a cigarette. even though both of us shook it off. his parents heard us and took it upon themselves to "end" us.

David agreed to no longer be with me, I attempted to kill myself again. after getting back to school after a week in the hospital. none of my friends wanted to talk to me. me and David got into a fight and I punched him.

Katelyn. (the only girl I had ever come close with after my best friend Kat, killed herself a year before all this happened) she decided that it was a good idea to call me out. she told me a wasn't deserving of love, that I was a evil witch and I was going to hell. To kill myself and go join Kat in hell. I agreed and that's how I got a scar at the back of my head. jumping off my roof at three in the morning and getting up very mad at my self. only three stitches but the emotional pain was on another level.

     I lost all my friends and David. who was fooling around with this girl named Selina Gallant. a redheaded girl who was fucking everyone she knew. she used David and single handedly broke whatever faith I had left in David at the time. she told me that his ma hated me and I was keeping him from being with the girl he really loved.... her.

   I took comfort in Ira a girl who seemed to be my only ally. she got me drunk and stoned then layed me to bed. I regret sleeping with her. two days later she invited David over and tried to do the same thing. telling David that I had raped her.

    I lost the only friend I had and grew cold. home was shit, school was worse. the only thing I had was a razor. and I used it everywhere. I'm the school bathroom, stairway and any other time I was alone. which was most of the time.

I convinced David to sleep with me, to kiss me like he used to and pretend. I was destroying myself in every way possible. during the middle of it I started crying. he did to. I just looked to the side and let him finished. when he was I told him to leave me there. razor blade ready in my pocket. he said no and made me walk back with him.

    I cried most of the way and stopped and looked at him he was crying to. he hugged me and I told him I wanted my family back. he said he wanted the same but he couldn't because of his parents. the next day he caved. said that he couldn't take the pain anymore. That he was truly sorry. He hasn't left since.

September made me change. I never recovered from the hatefull blows that I received. I have so many knives in my back that it doesn't even hurt anymore. I have the two things that matter to me. David and my brothers. and I don't need anybody else.