I started out taking a shower, then I stepped out and looked for my blade, fishing it out of the pocket of my pants. I stepped back into the shower and held it to my arms and I sliced.
My pale skin accepted the red line gleefully, rubie droplets of blood merging with the warm water of the shower. I let it seep into the drain. I sighed and felt the monster in me slowly drain out of my arm.
I felt warm tears mixed with the water and a cut a few slits into my stomach and smiled. It felt so good to let this release. I giggled madly as I cut more and more until the liquid running off of me was more red than clear. I finished it off by carving "Violated" into my thigh.
I dropped the blade down the drain and let the water clean my cuts. I shampood and conditioned my hair, and turned the water off. I slipped into my pink silk nightgown and black tights. I walked out and slipped into bed. Marlana was gone and I calmed down, slipping on my sweater.
Right when I felt comfortable, however, David ran in, Marlana at his heels.
"Oh my god are you okay?! I know what happened! Marlana told me."
David wrapped his arms around me in a fatherly way and I sobbed into him.
After he let go I glared daggers at Marlana.
"HOW COULD YOU TELL ANYONE!" I cried, pain coursing through my arms and stomach.
She just whimpered and David patted my head.
"Don't touch me."
I slipped into bed and waited for everyone to leave or go to sleep.
I was so done.
I was tired
Tired of the pain.
Tired of feeling violated.
Tired of life.
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The Dead Asylum
RomanceSure. Yeah. You read the title of this and thought, an asylum full of dead people. right? haha nope. This is where all the numb ones go. The people who don't show their emotions. The regular ones. This is the universe where the crazy get to be in th...
