One, Two, Three

Chapter one

"One,

Two,

Three,"

I feel a sharp cold object running across my skin. A couple seconds later I feel warm streams running down my skin and I hear drips of it drop into the water of my warm bath.

I drop my blade to the floor and laid out in my bath. The water turning red, the room is all steamy and it's starting to smell like blood.

"Sweetheart, are you almost done? We need to leave soon." My dad said while knocking on the bathroom door. "Yep, I'm just about to get out." I say while wiping off the blood on my wrist. I get my arm to stop bleeding for long enough to tie it up with a cloth. I drain the tub and rinse off the blood ring so my dad doesn't know what Im doing.

Next I hide my blade. I always put it in the same spot everyday. I walk over to my mirror. I look at it and push down on a broken piece it pops off. I place my little friend in the crees of it then put the piece of glass back on. I walk back to my bathroom and clean up any little drops of blood that are on the floor. When I'm done cleaning the bathroom I go to my closest to pick out my outfit. I choose a bright pink dress with a little black belt. Next I blow dry my hair, then I do my makeup. Last but the most important part I put on all of my bracelets. I slip on each one after the other and soon you can't even tell I have bleeding cuts underneath.

I'm done getting ready, so I walk out to find my dad sitting in the living room waiting for me. "What took you so long?" He asks me. He sounds kinda pissed. "I'm sorry. I made a bit of a mess and had to clean it up." I say. Which isn't lying, because I did make a mess and I did have to clean it up. "Fine, are you ready to go now?" He asked all pissy like. "Yea I'm just waiting for you now." I say as I walk out of the room to get my purse from the kitchen. I know that really pissed him off. But oh well it's a personal problem for him.