Chapter 1 - Sorry For Your Lost

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Lilith's POV:

     I wimper as the blade runs across my skin. Tears are falling down my face uncontrollably. Why did this have to happen now? Why? I'm not ready. I can't do this, I say in my head as I ball my eyes out. My eyes become blurry as the thoughts run in circles. They won't go away.

*Flashback*

     My dad's phone rings as he relaxes on the couch with me. He groans and walks to answer the call. I see him suddenly freeze, his eyes beginning to water. I've never seen him like this. I wonder what's wrong. I slowly walk towards him and look at him with confusion. "I'm on my way," He says. Finally, a tear falls down his cheek.

     "What's wrong dad? What happened? Who was tha-"

     "Lilith..." He says softly.

     "Yea, what happened?" Anxiety starts to fill my brain.

     "It's your mother." My eyes open wide as I stare at him and my gaze falls to the floor. "She got in a car crash...she...she isn't here anymore."

     Tears fall down my face. "No,no...no, maybe we can save her. She- she can't be dead. There has to be some way we can help her. We- we...we can't live without her. I can't live without her. She can't be gone. She can't be! Take me! Take me to her! Take me to see her Dad!" I feel bad for screaming at him like that, but it can't be true. It- it's a lie. She can't be gone.

     "I'm sorry, but there's nothing we can do. It's going to be okay, we can handle this together. We can work through this," We both cry as I collapse on the hard floor in front of him.

     "No...no..." I choke out between sobs. I run to my room ignoring my dads words. I slam the door shut and lock it. I once again collapse on my knees. I scream as loud as I can, with my hands over my head.

*Flashback over*

     I just found out today, that my mom died. How could this happen? Why did this happen? I look over my old and new scars on my wrists. My dad doesn't know I have them. No one knows I have them. No one will ever know I have them. It will always be a secret. I'm already bullied at school for my sexuality and clothes. I don't need another reason to be bullied. I crawl in bed ignoring my dad's knocks.

     "Please, Lilith. I know this is hard...but we can talk. We can work this out together." He begs and begs for me to answer, "Unlock the door...please"

     I unlock the door and he walks in, "There, now what do you want to talk about?" I of course hid the sharp blade before he entered. He sat beside me on the bed and embraced me in a warm hug I couldn't resist at this state I'm in. I almost immediately hugged him back. We stayed there for a couple minutes as we cried into each other's shoulders.


     Sorry this chapter is a bit short, but holds a lot of emotional stuffs. I hope you liked it! Feel free to comment. I am very open to suggestions on how to be a better writer. So, please don't be scared to point out grammer, spelling, or any mistakes I need to change, I will fix them when I have time. Okay that's enough. Byeeee!!!

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