My Tourniquet

Chapter 2

It was about ten thirty when my parents got to the hospital. They didn't even lok at me. While the both of them were talking to the doctor, I continued to look dwon at the floor. I feel absolutly horribel, I think I'm going to be sick.

" Chase. Lets go." My dad called out.

"Where we going?"

"Home." We walked to the the parking lot and I got in my car. The ride home semed to take forever, dad didn't even talk or look at me.

"Dad. I'm so so sorry, the phone rang and I was gone for about fifteen seconds---"

"Save it. Your mom and I gave you one simpile order t odo and you couldn't even do it. Maddie is hurt becuse of you." Those words coming out of his mouth crushed me. It was an acciddent, I didn't mean to leave the room and for Maddie to get hurt.

dad pulled up to the house, we got out of the car and went in the house.

"Meet me upstair, in the bathroom." My dad said. I went to the bathrom and waited. what was going to happen? Dad came up with a belt in one had and a wire hanger in the other, i looked up at him. shocked and helpless in the face.

"Dad, please don't do this. It was an accident." I pled to him as hard as I could but he didn't show no remorse whats so ever.

"Your little sister is injured because of you. I'm going to show you how your sister feels." He held the belt tightly in his hand, I closed my eyes and let him have it. Dad beat me in the face and body with the belt until he saw a little bit of blood drawn from my right eye. He picked up the wire hanger and continuisly beat me until I couldn't move. when dad was finished, he picked me up and put me in the bathtub and filled it with ice cold water. "Now you feel how your sister feels." He left me in there. I couldn't feel my body at all. I looked up over the edge of the bathtub, I couldn't hardly see out my right eye but I could see a few blood spots on the tiled floor. I hate my life right now. I tried to get out of the tub, I almost fell face first on the rail of the tub. My whole body felt numb and ached, I walked with a limp t othe drawer of the bathroom sink and pulled out a towel, . I wiped the blood off my face and body, then I saw it. In the corner of the drawer there layed a razor blade, I picked it up and held it in the palm of my hand. My life is completly over now, I might as well end it. I took the blade and held it to my wrist, I took a deep breath which hurt severly.

One slice. two slice. Three slice. Four slice.

Blood went everywhere, I got moms hair spray and sprayed the cuts with it. It stung bad which made me scream a little bit. Dad must of heard it cause he came running in and saw me on the floor; blade in one hand, hair spray in the other, blood everywhere. "Oh my god." He ran down stairs and was then on the phone. Is he all of a sudden the good guy now? it wasn't until twenty minutes later that I saw three people in uniforms that said Mental Hospital. What the hell, I'm not crazy!

"Get the fuck off of me!" I yelled, but the wouldn't let go of me.

They dragged me downstairs, I saw my dad looking at me; the evilest look I've ever seen. My mom; tears rolling down her face. Maddie; she gave me the meanest look and flipped me off.

This was it. I'm done for. My life is completly over.