Re-Adopted by Black Veil Brides

Bloody Wrists and Angry Tears

~14 year time lapse~

Audrey's POV:

"Let me see your wrists Audrey!" Says Miss Walters.

This lady has "taken care" of orphans for a long time. She's looks nice but she can be such a bitch. I swear she can be bipolar or something. When parents come to adopt she acts so sweet and nice but when their gone she turns evil. All us orphans hate her. And yes I'm an orphan.

"Make me! You're one of the reasons why I do this anyways! Why do you even care?" I yell at her.

Ive been an orphan all my 14 years of living. I've never known my parents. I never understood why they gave me up. Was it the way I looked when I was born? Did I laugh an ugly way? Were my hands too small? Did they not even want me? Why? Why did they leave me here in this dump? Most of these orphans make fun of me. They tell me I'm stupid, im a bitch, im worthless. Are they right? They must be because my own parents gave me up.

As you can tell, I cut. Why? Well because my parents, I'm bullied, im all alone in this fucking terrible world, people around me are assholes, I feel worthless, I'm depressed, ect. I hide my cuts and my scars. I always wear a jacket and bracelets. Their mostly band ones along with other ones I've collected over the year. I hardly ever eat. All my emotions cause me to just lose my grip and I can't do the most simplest things sometimes. And getting bullied for being skinny doesn't make it better.

I turn and run up the long flight of stairs and slam my door. I lock it knowing what I'm about to do. I go over to my CD player and blast it not caring if anyone hears. I grab my razor from under my pillow and pull up my sleeve and my bracelets. Tears are already streaming from my eyes and I can barley see. I hold my breath and slash my wrist and warm liquid oozes out. Tears fall and land on cut mixing with the blood. I close my eyes and run the razor along my wrist again. And again. And again. Now more blood runs down my arm and trikles down on the floor.

Why? Why do I have to feel pain? Why must i be so sad? Why can't I be happy? Why do I hide my arms? None of the other kids have to! They don't have issues! All they do is make fun of me! Why don't I have a family of my own? why do I feel this way? Why did my parents leave me here all alone? What did I do to deserve this? Out of frustration I throw my blade across the room.

Im startled from my thoughts when I hear an urgent tap on my door. I quickly clean up the blood and pull down my sleeve just in case if it's the devil herself. I unlock the door and see my best friend Jared standing there in front of me.

"Hey." He says.

"Hey." I smile weakly.

"Are you okay?"

"No..." I choke And a few tears escape down my cheeks. I sit on my bed letting Jared in.

"Did you, ya know?..." He says pointing towards my arms.

"Yea." I say. And then I burst into tears. I can't control myself. Jared wraps his warm, comforting arms around me.

Jared is my best friend. He's all I have in this hell. He's the only one I trust. Jared has dark brown eyes and dark flippy hair. He's tall too. He's about 5'10 and I have a hunch he'll grow more. He knows about my anorexia and my self harm. He knows pretty much everything. He understands me because he has issues too. His mom was murdered by his dad when he was 10 and that's when he came here. Through all he's been through he's never hurt himself.

"Shhhh. Shhh. Darling you'll be okay." He pats my back as I sob ruining his shirt.

"Why Jared? Why did they leave me here? Why am I so depressed? Why am I so weak?"

"I don't know but you're stong enough. You can handle this. I know you can."

"Does THIS look like I can handle it?" I ask pulling up my sleeve and bracelets exposing my flesh cuts.A single tear drops from his cheek.

"How I wish I could take all your pain away."

"You deal with enough problems Jared. You don't need to take mine away. Although I want someone too."

We lay down on my bed still listening to the music. But I had to turn it down unless we both want to go deaf. Honestly, if I ever found my parents and they told me why they gave me up, I might actually be happier. But I'll never see them... The sun goes down and the moon shines through my window. I don't want to be alone tonight.

"Jared?"

"Mm?"

"Do you want to sleep here tonight?"

"Do you want me to stay?"

"Yes." What will I do to myself if he leaves?

So so we continue to lay down and Jared soo falls asleep. The last though I had before I fell into sleep was that I actually felt happy for once. Jared helps numb the pain.