Broken Hearted

Chapter 6

Riley's POV

"AUGHHHH!" I screamed as blood began to pour quickly out of my arm and more tears started to come from my eyes.

"Are you okay Riley!?" Auggie yelled.

I snapped my head toward the door which leads to the other bedrooms to find that Auggie just called me from his room.

I  gave a quick sigh of relief and yelled to my brother "Um.. yea.. I'm fine Auggie! I just dropped my.. uh.. phone! Yea phone! Um.. I dropped my phone on my on my.. foot! I'm okay Auggie you don't have to come out of your room!" I tried to say calmly as I watched the blood from drip from my arm to the kitchen floor.

"Okay!" Auggie yelled.

As soon as the coast was clear, I rushed toward the paper towels and put some on my arm and on the floor. I wiped up as much blood as possible and threw the used paper towels in the trash making sure that when someone else opened the trash can, they wouldn't see any blood on the paper towels. 

..Okay I think I'm done here..

I looked at my arm to see that it was still bleeding so I looked around the kitchen and picked up the knife and carefully brought it to my room. Luckily, my parent's and Auggie's room was closed so I could easily make it to my bedroom without being seen.

Auggie's POV

After Riley told me everything was okay, I went back to playing with my toys.

..I hope nothing bad happened to Riley and she isn't just lying to me. Maybe I should look in the kitchen to check..

I walked to my bedroom door and slowly opened it and walked into the kitchen to find no Riley.

..Riley's not here? I guess she's in her room. I really want to check on her but I know that girls like there privacy so I'll just leave her alone..

After I made up my mind, I walked back to my room and continued to play with my toys.

Riley's POV

Once I got to my room, I shut the door and quickly ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I looked in the mirror to see my tear stained face.

..I look so hideous..

 I wiped the tears away with my free hand and slowly sat down on the floor with my back to the door. I looked at my wrist, took off the paper towel, held the knife tightly, and cut my wrist again.

Surprising, I didn't scream. But it did hurt and the tears started pouring out of my eyes again.

..Why am I even doing this? Oh, right, I'm a worthless soul..

I held the knife even tighter, causing my knuckles to turn white. I shook my head and cut my wrist for the third time, a little deeper than the last two.

"Oh my god.." I said out loud with a shaky voice as the pain made me cry even more salty tears. But I knew that this was for the best.

..I bet no one would even care if I was gone. They probably wouldn't even notice..

When I looked down I noticed that the blood from my wrists were starting to drip onto the grey sweatpants.

..I should probably hide all of this..

By 'all of this' I meant my cuts and the knife so I took out a box that had bandages inside and covered all three cuts. I was wearing a faded white tank top with the American flag on it so I threw on a black sweater that said 'New York' to hide the bandages. I unlocked the bathroom door and took the knife and the box that had bandages inside and hid it under my bed. Once everything looked okay, I grabbed my phone and headed to the kitchen but stopped when by Auggie's room. It was still closed so I took a deep breath and knocked on his door.

"Who is it?" Auggie asked through the closed door.

"Smiley Riley!" I said trying to sound like my normal perky self.

"Come in Riley!" Auggie said.

I opened the door and stuck my head inside. "You okay Aug?" I asked with a fake smile on my face.

"Yea I'm okay" Auggie said with a real smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." I said.

"Okay!" Auggie said still smiling.

I gave him another fake smile in return and left his room. When I got to the kitchen, I saw the same pile of dishes that I saw a few minutes ago.

..Did I really think that the dishes would just magically disappear? It's not like mom would feel bad for yelling at me and wash them for me. She probably didn't even leave her room.. 

I sighed quietly as I sat on top of the counter, unlocked my phone, and went straight to my music. I scrolled down until I found the song I wanted to listen to first.

After a few seconds my eyes landed on Work Song by Hozier.

I hopped off the counter, pressed play, and started to wash all of the dishes.

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I might have a little obsession with Work Song by Hozier..

I actually was going to put the whole song in this chapter but I got lazy and I'm already past 900 words oops.

If you haven't listened to Work Song oh my goodness..

GO ON YOUTUBE RIGHT NOW A LISTEN TO IT. RIGHT NOW. I'M WATCHING YOU.

Yea that isn't creepy at all.

Also thanks for the 100 reads!!

I know what you're thinking: That isn't a lot Laila. People don't celebrate when you've only gotten 100 reads.

Well I'm celebrating anyway.

You guys are truly amazing. Thank you again!!

-Lai Lai (what the)