The Cutter's Lover

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The nurse cleared her throat and I took a deep breath as Luke swiftly stood up straight and head towards the cot in the corner.

My eyes stayed firmly on the floor as the nurse scuttled over towards her cabinet muttering something about how teenagers were so touchy these days or how we liked to touch eachother. I mentally rolled my eye because I was just over today. I need to be in control. I need my blade, it's the only that's been stable through out this entire conundrum.

"Victoria you can go." She called while her head was still buried deep within the cabinet. I grabbed my stuff without making eye contact with Luke. I just told him I loved him, I don't do love. I wasn't raised that way.. Love meant hurt and anguish to me. Not all of the butterflies and sparkles that everyone claimed it to be.

I walked down the hallway to the bathroom and stepped inside. I grabbed a brush out and started to comb through my now tangly hair. The stall door opened and out came Amber fixing her skin tight jeans. Can God just give me one break? I pleaded to the ceiling.

I sighed and continued to comb through my thick hair. Pulling it into a side braid I heard Amber sigh beside me, as if to get my attention. I slowly turned to see her looking at me, with jealousy and hate in her blue eyes.

"What do you want?" I asked, my voice sounding exasperated as it echoed off the bathroom walls. She just laughed, well more like a cackle. What the hell was going on? I started to ignore her and put my brush into my bag and straighten out my sweater. Grabbing my bag Amber latched onto my arm and yanked me back. Jesus what the hell did she want?

"What?" I snapped and turned to her, her fist came out of no where knocking me back onto my butt. I could taste the blood pouring back into my mouth and my head was reeling from the blow to my jawline. She jumped on top of me while she pinned my arms down.

I struggled and writhed in her grip, she was pretty strong. Amber didn't look strong but she sure was.

"What the hell are you doing you fucking weirdo?!" I shrieked, what the hell was gonna happen to me?

"Getting revenge on your punk ass, I know you cut and wanna kill yourself and I'm happy that I'm the cause of it. 'Cos you're a pathetic ass excuse of a person Victoria and I hope you die."

She pulled out a needle filled with clear liquid and that's when I started to really panic. I started to scream, they turned out to be muffled cry of pain and she clamped her hand over my mouth and she elbowed my ribs.

I started to cry as she injected the needle into the pale flesh on the inside of my right elbow. My thrashing started to get slower and my vision slowly started to flicker in and out of existence.

"I hope you die bitch." Amber hissed as she pulled the needle out and rolled off me. Getting up and walking out.

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Wakin up was a slow process, realizing that I wasn't in the bathroom of my school made me panic a little. Then seeing that I was in some room, tied to a bed made really start to freak out.

My head frantically started to come up with awful scenarios about how I was going to be chopped up and fed to the dogs, or how he was slowly going to torcher me and stick knives in ever limb of my body.

I turned my head to the left and I saw a desk with a light on it the was currently turned off. Also a dresser lined the wall and had a mirror attatched to it. Turning my head to the right I saw a door. I had no clue where I was and that's when the hypervenalting happened. My breathing became quicker and quicker until it turned into gasps for air. My lungs were burning when the door slammed open and in strode Grant in all his dick headed glory.

"How is my princess?" I cringed at the word 'Princess'. I looked away from him, when I saw him my stomach turned and flipped. It made me want to puke.

"Answer me." He growled, Grant sounded much closer than he was before and next thing happened he walked over to me and grabbed me cheeks between his hand and squeezed. I whimpered at the pain, he just smiled and planted a sloppy kiss on my lips. When he pulled away I spit on him.

"You're absolutely disgusting." I seethed, my hypervenalting ended and now I was angry. Grant just laughed and turned on his heel. Throwing over his shoulder he said,

"I haven't even begun my disgusting ways."

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HELLO. short I know but I had to continue :) xx

-t