cold stare

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tw-@buse-self harm 

vivian screamed as her father threw a bottle at her head, "dad please!" she tried to run away falling down on the broken glass, "SLUT! HOW DARE YOU MARY" vivian tried to run up the stairs her father grabbing her legs pushing her down the stairs jumping on her punching, slapping her, vivian pleading for him to stop her lips where bleeding, and her eye had a black ring around it, a cut on her cheek, her rubs now hurt, same with her legs. he picked her one more time in her stomach before throwing up and passing out, vivian watched the bus pull up, grabbing her jacket,mask and foundation putting her jacket and mask on before rushing out of the house getting on the bus in the back again, vivian looked around making sure no one was watching before she started to hide the cuts and bruises, she made sure nothing was visible and went on to put her headphones in playing some music calming herself down before getting off the bus walking to her first class, science.

vivian sat down listening to the teacher putting her goggles, and gloves on a swell as a lab coat, "now, we will be making a test, i have three pennies, you will be pairing with your table mate, we are going to make the pennies shine" vivian looked as Zane who smiled and turned, "do you want to split it up?" vivian nodded "yeah...that's alright, i can write one paragraph on this, and you can do one, then we can do one together" zane clapped his hands together vivian jumping, "oh sorry!" vivian shaking her head, "no no its okay" the two talked about what they where going to do until the school day was over, "whos house can we do it at" zane said chewing his pencil "uh...my house is a mess, maybe we can do it at yours?"zane nodded, "alright, ill..ill see you" vivian got up getting on the bus leaning on the window. 

vivian got home closing the door as lightly as she could and went upstairs to her room digging around in her things before she brought the box out, it was small but good for carrying what vivian needs. she opened the box taking the blade looking at it thinking before sliding it on her arm, making alot of cuts until there was no way nobody would notice, vivian looked at the date and sighed whiping her tears and hiding the cuts under a long sleeved shirt, she opened her window lighting a ciggerette again, sitting on the ledge of the window smoking, letting the smoke fly away in the wind, she checked the time putting it out and flicking it somewhere before getting inside changing before she sat on her bed going under the covers laying down and falling asleep.