She's still standing.

Blood and Park Dates

Ch. 11
I cut and cut and cut my wrist until I could barely see it anymore. I cried and cried and cried until I couldn't cry anymore.

I rinsed off the blades and put them back in my drawer.

I got a call from Noah.

"Hello?" I said sniffling.

"Shailey!? Hey wanna hang?" he asked.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" I yelled forgetting I was on the phone. My wrists were gushing. I went into the bathroom to rinse them.

"Everything okay?" He asked curiously.

"Uh yeah. Everything's fine." I said.

"You sure?" He asked again.

"Yes. Perfectly fine." I said argumentatively.

"So you wanna hang?" He asked.

"Sure." I said not wanting to be rude, even though it wasn't a good time.

"I was thinking at the park." He said. "Also we can work on our homework together too, since we still have school tomorrow."

"Alright." I said. "See you there."

"Don't you wanna know what time?" He laughed.

"Oh. That might be nice. What time?" I asked.

"How's 30 minutes from now?" He said.

"Okay. That's good."

"See you"

"Bye!"

I hung up and put my wrist back under the water. It started stinging. I needed to hurry so I rinsed it off. Usually I'd just watch it bleed.

I bandaged it up, (so Noah wouldn't see it when I hung out with him), and changed my clothes. I put on a different black sweatshirt with no blood stains on it. I changed into blue skinny jeans and my black converse. I grabbed my backpack and headed downstairs and out the door.