Im sorry this is just a filler chapter, this is all about Jade.
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I got home and looked in the mirror at my reflection. I stared at the monster on the other side, all the disgusting features. The eyeliner all over my face, the faded red hair (I need to redye it), my ugly brown eyes, my big thighs, my unusually thin arms, everything. I never show my thighs, I can't or else people would need to get me help. I'm fine really, just broken, damaged, depressed, anxious, tired, and insane.
I felt a tear drop down my face, I needed relief. I went in my sock drawer and grabbed a little box. I opened up and stared at the shiny, metal blade. I grabbed it and rolled up my pants so my thighs were out. I placed the blade on my thigh, but instead of dragging it, I drew a blank. I sat there, with the blade against my skin, but not cutting me.
I remembered that Jesse told me that if I was hurt, he would get hurt too. But little did he know, I was the one hurting me. I threw the blade across the room and started crying. The only one who knew I cut was my brother, but he thought I had stopped for 4 years. He caught me when I was 12. I remember that day like any other.
Flashback~
I was in the bathroom blade in hand, I was ready to do it. I didn't just want to cut, I wanted to die. I dragged the blade across my thighs many times until I was a big bloody mess. My brother and I were home alone, so it was the perfect time, considering he wouldn't even notice. "JADE WHAT HAPPENED WHATS WRONG?" I heard Matt say. I was already losing oxygen so I didn't care. He kicked the door down, but it's was all blurry to me. He was calling 911 when I passed out. I woke up in the hospital, my mom and brother hugging me. But my dad just took my phone away, blaming it saying it was the reason.
Jade~
I was crying so hard, I was losing air. That day traumatized me. "Hey Jade? Are you okay in there?" It was Matt again. I stopped and wiped my eyes. "Yea Matt Im Okay" I said. "Let me in!" he said, obviously scared. I grabbed the blade from the floor and put it back before I got the door. "What are you doing in here?" Matt said. "Watching youtube" I said nervously. He looked confused considering my laptop wasn't out. "On my phone." I said again. "Okay? Have fun?" he said confused and left the room. I sighed with relief. I grabbed my phone and earbuds and listened to The album Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez.
