All of my cages were mental

01

Mira's POV

"Honey come downstairs for breakfast, it's already late!", I hear my dad scream from downstairs.

I groan and put the blanket over my head. It's the first week of summer holidays why can't a girl just sleep in peace?

I stay in bed for another five minutes before pulling the blanket off of me and face the little alarm clock on my bedside table. 11AM. I groan once again standing up and tiptoe to my own bathroom. I brush my teeth and untangle my hair then I wash my face. I take off my pajamas making my bandaged arm visible. I've to clean my wounds today again I think to myself but I postpone it till later. I change in a hoodie and a jeans, basic but I want to stay at home anyway.

I make my way downstairs facing my smiling dad at the dining table. He's smiling the last couple of days constantly and I wonder why.

"Good morning sleepyhead.", he says looking up from his phone his smile not dropping a bit.

"Morning dad, what are you smiling at?"

"Nothing, nothing darling. What do you wanna do today?"

"Mhm I don't know, I guess I just want to relax a bit. The last weeks of school were draining!", I say while taking a bite from the toast he served me.

"I was wondering if you would like to go to the zoo with me?", my dad asks.

So much for just relaxing. "Yeah fine, I'll go with you. But only because you're the best dad I can imagine."

The smile on his face that has never dropped just grows a little more. I shake my head ironically at him and continue to eat the toast. We sit in a comfortable silence, my dad checking his phone every few seconds just to smile at the screen. What is that with his smile?

After I finish the toast I carry the plate into the kitchen then making my way to my room to pack my stuff for the zoo.

I close the door to my room, leaning against it while breathing out loud. I make my way to my closet to grab the first aid kid I'm hiding in there and sit down on my bed. I undress myself from my hoodie to reveal my bandaged right arm. I was trying to stay clean, I really was but two days ago something triggered me and I fucked up. Again. I sighed in embarrassment about my relapse while releasing my arm from the bandage. I look down at the cuts some of them deeper than I wanted, blood stains around them. I grab an antiseptic wipe, flinching as I clean my arm. What the fuck was I thinking doing it again? I look down at my wounds for a while remembering the relieving feeling I had while doing it.

"Mira honey, are you ready?" I hear my dad from downstairs.

Fuck Fuck Fuck. I quickly grab a gauze dressing pad and re-bandage my arm while telling my dad I'll be there any second. I put on my hoodie again and grab the things I need for the zoo then making my way downstairs to face my dad standing at the stairs waiting for me.

"Come on honey, it's going to be a fun father daughter day."

I'm not so sure about it but whatever.

After a twenty minute drive we arrive the zoo. On the way I checked my phone to see if my best friend Tessa wrote me. She didn't. I sighed I miss her so much but she spends the whole holidays in Spain because her grandmother lives there.