Save Me // S.W

Chapter 37

"You know Erin. It's your fault your grandma is dead also?" The voices ask me.

"No it's not."

"Pssh. You didn't even care to ask about her health or how she was. You were to caught up in yourself." The voices point out.

"It's pathetic actually. You killed your Brother , your grandma ? Who's next Sam?" The voices speak once again.

"No." I start scream.

"No? I thought you love the knife across your skin." The voices say. There's a knife cutting though me.

"Stop Please!" I yell.

"Why? Imagine how Jay felt?" The voices laugh. Cutting me deeper.

I wake up yelling and sweating. The tears don't stop. I look at my wrist and there's no blood. In the back of my head I wish there was. I wish the blade would of went deeper.

I cry into my pillow. Getting hard to breathe. Inhale. Exhale. I copy Shawn's words. I just can't stop crying. The pain over took my body and mind. My pillow having wet spots over it. I control myself within seconds it all comes back.

I walk to the restroom and grab my only friend who never seems to leave. Always there when I need it.
I let it cut through my fragile skin. I watch the blood come to surface and drip to the floor. How the red liquid splashes to the floor. I look at my wrist. There's so much fresh and healing wounds. All these count for something that I fucked up.  I wash up and walk back to my room. I put on a sweater.  I lay back down.

"Madison!" I yell.

"What?" She comes rushing in.

"Get ready." I smile.

"For what?" She squints her eyes.

"We're going out." I push her out so she could get dressed.

I grab a long sleeve white shirt. Some ripped jeans and my black vans. I comb my hair out a bit.

Madison comes out with shorts a black crop tank and a flannel wrapped around her waist.

"Ready?" I smile.

"Yes. May I know where we are going?"

"No because if I tell you. Your going to talk me out of it. So you will see when we get there." I tell her as we walk outside.

"Wait this sounds like something I'm not going to like." She glares at me.  She always is glaring at me.

{30 minutes later}

   We pull to the parking lot. Madison is to busy on her phone to notice we got here. She picks her head up. She starts freaking out.

"A tattoo shop! What are you going to do!" She starts over reacting.

"It's just ink." I shrug. I walk out and enter the building.

"May I help you?" The guy ask.

"Yeah. Um-."
He interrupts me "wait I know you! Your the grumpy girl that was begging for the nose piercing!"

"Yeah. I know you. Now can we move on." I snap.

"Yeah sure. What do you need."

"I want a tattoo." I smile.

"Do you have a picture?"

"Yes." I pull out my phone and give it to him.

"Alright then. Where would you like it?"

I pull up my sleeve and he looks up at me.

"Erin. Why?" Madison says looking at my wrist.

"Lots of reasons." I smile at her.

The guy just nods and goes to the back to draw the picture. 25 minutes later he comes back.

"Come to the back please." He says.

I nod and follow him to the back. I sit down and pull up my sleeve really high.

"Okay. It's going to hurt since these are fresh." He warns me.

"Okay." I smile.

He does what he has to.

"I'm going to start with the needle." He says. I nod and the needle hits my skin. Nothing I haven't felt before.