Blood Loss (re)

#8 In The Mirror

When morning comes, my eyes open to the light shining through the blinds. Full of hatred and deceit the light continues to blind me. I groan, rolling on my stomach to protect my poor tired eyes and realize I never prepared them for the headache the morning after. Usually I'm better at that. I know some good methods for avoiding hangovers but I guess it slipped my mind. My hangovers aren't too bad so it's not usually a concern for me.

I sit up groaning some more and look around. Everyone's passed out around the floor. I stumble over to my phone sitting across the room on a charger. At least that happened. I pull it off and slump down as I wait for everyone to wake up.

Was it a dream...? I could've sworn I saw Edge last night but why. Suddenly I notice what I'm wearing and my face burns. What the hell am I wearing??? I go and look in the mirror. It was cute but that means what happened last night was real. I really went outside like this and Edge saw me... how embarrassing. Though... he's a man, he's probably cumming his pants over it. The skirts undershorts were now giving me a wedgie from sleeping in it. I untuck it and heave a sigh.

Last night was eventful to say the least but we might have to all sit around and recap cuz I'm sure most of us barely remember. Especially since I'm a heavy weight and I'm still grasping for details. Did I even bring enough alcohol for that or did we sneak some more?

I grab some clothes from my duffel bag and sneak out to the bathroom to change. I had brought a large grey t-shirt to wear over my dark purple hoodie and a pair of baggy boyfriend jeans. It's comfy so I thought it'd work for the morning after.

I walked back into Lia's room and start to wake her up gently. She groans and rolls over, stretching out across Rosa who had passed out on her bed next to her. I shake her again and whisper "it's morning, I'm gonna head out." She blinks and looks up at me. She rolls back towards me and opens her arms. I hug her and pull my duffel over my shoulder and leave her house.

It was chilly this morning. The freezing cold filling the air around me, stinging my cheeks. I had borrowed my dads car for this, since I'd be bringing it back before he had to head out anyways. My parents don't work weekends usually but they're still jam-packed with errands. And for my dad he also has to spend a lot of time researching and running back through case files over and over to help further his understanding. He's a good lawyer. Unattached but you can tell he gives it his all to help these people.

I start the engine, pulling my seat belt over my shoulders, check the mirror and back out. I didn't have too much driving experience but my dad said I'd get a car for my birthday which was exciting.

I pull up to my driveway and the garage opens as I pull up. My dad installed a remote on the side of the rear-view mirror that opened and closed the garage when clicked. I pull in and hop out, closing the garage as I enter the house.

I go straight to my room and into the bathroom. I comb out my hair and wipe my makeup off, cleansing my piercings and moisturizing my lips.

I started to feel uneasy. Not sure why. Though mornings sometimes had that feeling, you know? The emptiness of them I mean. Everyone's asleep and the streets are empty and quiet. I pulled all my hair up into a ponytail and scrub cleanser all over my face.

I splash my face a few times and feel hot breath on my neck. I snap upwards, my vision blurry from the stinging of the cleanser but I struggle to see behind me anyways.

Nothing. Nothing was there. It felt so vivid though.

I finish washing it off and look up to the mirror. Standing behind me is a little girl, with black eyes and knatted black hair. I screeched, falling backwards, knocking things off my counter and slamming my elbows into the wall. Pushing off my feet, i burst into my room and dart straight for the dagger I keep under my pillow. I hold it up, staring into my empty bathroom and my breathing hitches.

I know I saw that. I felt it for christs sake. Hyperventilating, I re-enter the bathroom. "Come out motherfucker" I shriek quietly. "What are you a coward little girl?" I taunt. My legs were shaking like leaf's and my breath was hard and ragged but I held the blade firmly in both hands.

The bathroom door is pushed further open and I turn around pointing my knife at Dakota, adrenaline making my blood seer.

I lower it, sighing. "Good morning" I say scratching the back of my neck.

"Now what in the hell was that?" Dakota asks taking my knife and setting it on the counter before checking me for injuries.

"I'm fine Dakota, I just thought I saw something but maybe I'm just tired..." I lie. I know what I saw. I don't really feel like being sent to a mental asylum though so I decide to keep my mouth shut. I've been apart of the grippy sock cult before and as much fun as that was, I don't plan on going back.

I won't revert back to who I was before. I have a chance now. For a good college, for healthy friends, so many new opportunities given to me at the fingertips, all because my dad has the money now. Me and Dakota finally have the options we thought we would never be able to even step foot near but I'm at a prestigious school now. It's crazy.

Dakota pats my head and says, "you scared me. Just take it easy sis." He says before leaving.

I leave my bathroom and lay back on my bed. My eyes fall shut and I pass out.

+++

The next few weeks came and went. And the performance was nearing. I had learned a few things from assisting Lia with the costumes so I would be able to help with everyone's outfits before they entered the stage that night. Lia would need all the help she could get.

It was Thursday. Tomorrow was the official last rehearsal before Saturday where the auditorium would fill up with people from all over to enjoy it. Apparently it was a huge thing at Aveintx. The size of the stage and seating made more sense that way though.

It was a tradition for several of their families to preform ground-breaking recitals every year and they weren't failing to impress. The ones that did dance were impressive. Emily could take the stage alone and still manage to capture the entire auditoriums attention.

Emily, Cassie, Rosa and Cain were our dancers. I think more people always ended up joining after the first performance, the dance crew seemed rather small otherwise.

I was in my 5th period. Doodling costume designs for next quarter. They weren't great but I had hoped they'd at least serve as inspiration for Lia when she gets stuck. It's hard to design so many sets in such a short amount of time. I have no idea how she did it. Lia, Cassie and Rosa have been in the club the longest. They knew some seniors that year and joined with them. Then the others followed as per tradition.

The bell dismisses us and I pack up and walk to my 6th period. My class with both the sexy blond and icy blue eyes. I couldn't begin to comprehend how we had two people THAT gorgeous in one twenty mile radius. Of course everyone's attention was only on Xavier, he was new sure but he was also charismatic and his voice was silky and deep. His smile was blinding to say the least and when he held eye contact it was mesmerizing.

I think people were too afraid to think of Edge that way. Though, I'm sure his antisocial exterior didn't help but I don't think he cared. Actually, he probably enjoyed the peace & quiet.

I take a seat and Xavier approaches me, in a hushed tone he says "Hey can I talk to you after class?" His expression was soft and reassuring. I didn't trust that one bit but I was curious.

"Sure. You can walk me to my next class." I say. Making it clear I wasn't wasting time on him. He smiles and takes his seat.

Edges attention on me since the party doubled. He couldn't keep his eyes off me. He didn't approach me though, nor did I him. I was busy and honestly too stressed to deal with it.

The hour passed slowly before the bell rang and I walk out. Xavier jogging to catch up to my side.

"Talk." I say coldly, keeping up a quick pace.