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After the first cut, I couldn't stop. I kept going, cutting deeper and deeper, watching every drop of my blood fall into the snow, changing its color. It's almost 11, and I'm in a dark playground, trying to cut every single problem out of me. All it's doing is making me feel even weaker. I'm crying my eyes out now, and no ones noticed me.
No one ever notices. The ones faking their feelings get the most attention, while the ones suffering are left for dead. It's sad.
This is an unbearable feeling.But, the reality of it is, I deserve every single thing that's happening right now. Every single cut, was fully earned. After about 30 more minutes of this, I finally decide to go home, I go straight to my room and flop myself on my bed. Jacket on and everything, I fall asleep.
Please, God, keep me asleep.
DONT.WAKE.ME.UP.EVER.
FUCK CHRISTMAS. IT'S CANCELLED FOR ALL I CARE.
JUST KILL ME. TONIGHT. PLEASE.
I BEG YOU.
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[Winter POV]
I sat at my desk, trying to get through these loads of vacation packets the school drowned me in. What a nightmare. The worst part, is that Trevor hasn't been answering his phone or my texts. I'm sure he's just asleep. It's like 12 something probably. He must be exhausted, it's been a long day. I hope the poor things okay.
I heard a knock on my door. "Come in." My mother walked in. "Well, look who's finally doing their homework." she said, chuckling. I rolled my eyes.
"I was just kidding Winter, sheesh." she said. I'm really not in the mood for this. "Also, where'd you go earlier?" she asked, out of nowhere.
"I went to a friend of mines house." I told her. My voice had a very "Please get out and leave me alone" tone to it.
"Without my permission?" she asked.
"I left a note in your room."
"I don't care, you could've at least called me. Something could've happened."
"I'm fine, why are you so upset?"
"That's not the point, Winter." she said. "You know what, never mind. That attitude will get you in a lot of trouble, and you need to fix it. I hope you know that."
Then she turned around and left. I honestly couldn't give less of a shit about what she just complained about. I have other things to worry about.
I finished my stupid math homework, so now I only have a good 4,000 pages left of work? That shouldn't be so bad.
I put my homework back in my bag and threw it in a corner. I checked my phone, and almost dropped it when I saw what was on the screen.
"<3 TREVOR <3 : 7 Missed Calls".
I called him back immediately. This can't be good, but I pray everything's okay.
Trevor: W-Winter...
Winter: Trevor, Trevor calm down, are you okay?
Trevor: No..I can't live with this Winter. I can't. Something's bad going to happen. Oh my god, Winter I..
Winter: What happened? Trevor please relax, talk to me.
Trevor: You...
Then I heard him vomiting, and then sobbing loudly.
Trevor: You know the park a few blocks down from your house?
Winter: Yeah? You don't want me to come over there do you? It's 12:00! Just tell me what's wrong.
Trevor: Wint- Winter.. Please ..
Trevor must've hung up. I got up, and checked on my mom. She was in her room, laying down. Her lights was off, so she must plan on going to sleep. I can't believe I have to do this. I quickly threw on some black sweatpants and a black hoodie. I slipped on my low Chuck Taylor's and took a quick look at myself in the mirror. I didn't mean to look like I work at Hot Topic but it was an emergency.
I began to think, starting to panic a little. I can't leave through the loud ass door obviously, I can't go through the window because it's too high. I'd go through the backyard but our house is right next to someone else's, and I might get lost trying to go to the front.!Only thing left is the stupid garage.
I went downstairs as quietly as I could, and ran to the door that goes to the garage. I opened the door quietly, and even though I closed it in the slowest way possible, it was still loud. I winced at the sound. I walked to the garage door, also having to push random boxes and stuff out of the way. I lifted it up, and got out the house, now with a bunch of dirt on my hands. Great. I locked the garage door after closing it, and began to walk to the bus stop with my head down.
Damn it, Trevor.
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I arrive at the park, and I'm of course scared to death because it's so dark out. I look closer, and I think I see Trevor on the swings. I end up climbing the gate since its been locked. God, this is so creepy. I've never been out alone this late. I approach Trevor, who has his head down, while sitting on the swings.
"Trevor." I said.
"Please don't look at me." he said, choking up again. "I'm disgusting."
I looked over at the snow below his feet, and saw a little bit of blood in the snow. I gasped loudly, covering my mouth.
"Trevor, what's.." I said. I hope he didn't do what I think he did. Trevor had his head down, and his eyes closed. He sat in silence.
Something told me to roll up his sleeves. I lifted the sleeves to his sweatshirt, and screamed at what I saw.
"Trevor, no! Why would-"
"You should know why." he interrupted. "You've been through this before. You should know why I look like this. You should know why I had to do this. This is becoming out of control Winter. I..I don't know what to do. I don't know where to go anymore. Nothing can help me, there's no point anymore."
I grabbed Trevor's hand and helped him off the swing. I hugged him as soon as he got down, with my arms around the back of his head. He hugged me back tightly.
Two troubled, scarred teenagers, hugging and crying at 12:30 in a dark ass playground, underneath bloody snow.
Try explaining that one.
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