Gone (h.s.)

Chapter 22

She took my blood test and she sent it to the lab people to check if I have drugs in my system.

"Can I ask you a few questions?" She asks. "About your arms?"

"U-uh uhm o-okay." oh god.

"What are these cuts from?"

"From myself." I mumble.

"How do you self-harm?"

"U-uh a razor."

"How often?"

"When someone or something does something horrible triggers it."

"What triggers it?"

"People. When they say hurtful things to me, when they make fun of me, when the push me around. whenever someone does something horrible to me."

"Why?"

"Because I hate myself and I deserve it."

"N-no, no you don't. No one does."

"Yes I do."

"Listen, I've been in your situation. I'm 28 years old and I was just like you almost ten years ago." She lifts up her sleeves, revealing a lot of old scars.

"You mean- you... self-harmed?"

"Yes, but I got through that stage in my life and I studied hard and got a Phd." She pulls her sleeve back down.

"Oh." I wonder what happened with her. "Why'd you cut?"

"Same reason as you."

"I don't have any friends really. I did something in middle school and my life went downhill after then. That's how it all started."

We sit in silence for a few minutes before she breaks the silence.

"I'm going to go. Check on those blood tests." she walks off.

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"You are free to go, this was all just a misunderstanding I guess." The officers who brought me here explain.

"Okay." I take my bag and walk out of the room to where my mom is waiting.

"Natalie, are you okay?"

"Yeah, mom, I'm fine." I manage to smile at her.

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