My Stalker

School and Friends chapter 4

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Slowly pushing myself off the floor I run to the bathroom shutting the door. Looking at my clock I see that it's 7:30am I still have an hour till school. Grabbing my blade I kick off my shoes and pull down my pants and start to cut.... I cut my whole right thigh, from a few inches after were my underwear meets my thigh and just stopping a few inches from my knee. I made sure that when cutting I don't leave any evidence behind, which means stopping and cleaning the blood that surfaces from my cuts. I grab the alcohol bottle and poor the cool liquid into a clean tissue and clean the cuts till the dried blood is gone and until the pain is too much to handle ( can't risk getting caught.... especially by an infection.)

When that blade hits my smooth skin it's like an ice berg, a chunk of ice falls off causing the water to swarm a ocean of swimming chaos. As the water splashes everywhere it leaves the water with a rippling affect. And that is what my leg looks like after the crazy, blood runs down my thigh leaving a crimson streak of pain as it falls 'The splashes', after I clean the cuts all that is left is the rippling affect, which is the cuts that go all which direction leaving pain throbing burn that makes me relax my mussels. I throw my head back in satisfaction as the pain makes me feel good! I inhale, as the air rushes into my lungs I feel that panic settle to a level of manageable anxiety.

I clean up till the bathroom till it screams spotless; the entire time I winced in pain as I cleaned the bathroom. I look at the cock and it's 8:10am. I put on a pair of leggings that I use when I cut. The legging consist of being black cotton/spandex on the outside and on the inside they are black, smooth silk, so that when my cuts start to burn like hell, the cool silk fabric will help a lot, not only to keep the heat radiating from my leg down to manageable level but to help with when the pants rub as I walk. I flush the blade watching as the shinny metal circling around it goes down the toilet with a clunk. I then put on my pants over the leggings I put my boots back on.

I walk in pain as I open the bathroom door. Grabbing my backpack and my cellphone along with my earphones, I put on a half smile and happy expression. I snatch up the note that I left on the floor earlier. I walk out my door and down the stairs to my mom pouring her coffee in her to go mug.

My mom looks at me while she dials a number on her phone "Did you take a shower?"

"Yes!" I say rolling my eyes. 

"OK ok" she says with a face of surrender "No need for the attitude, young lady. Did you eat breakfast?" She says as the person she was calling answers "Yes, this is she and I am calling to let you know I'm going to be a little late." She says turing away and walking into the living room.

As my mom walks away I stare at her I look nothing like her at all. She has long legs, an hour glass figure and great skin. She also has long blond hair, with dazzling blue eyes. And what I have is long black wavey hair, I have brown eyes, I also have big boobs and a nice butt, but I wish I was tall like my mom. Sadly for me I am 5" 3' tall.

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As my mom pulls up in the school drop off section of the parking lot I see my two best friends. Lydia Martin and Maila Tate... we have been best friends since as long as I can remember. I love them so much! Getting out of the car I say bye to my mom and I walk to the outside table that my friends are sitting at.

As I walk up I see Lydia, she has strawberry blond hair that goes great with her soft pale white skin. She also has full lips, green stunning eyes that contain specks of yellow in them, she is about the same height as me maybe around 5" 3'. Her body is kind of the shape of an hour glass... she is also skinny, I would have to say she's a size 8. I've always been so jealous of how she can pull of anything she wears. And today she's wearing a Jean jacket with a dark blue blouse, wedge heels, and black jeans.

"Hey Scarlet, we've been waiting for you" Lyida says flipping a piece of her long hair to the side.

"Sorry, I woke up late this moring" I say coming up with an excuse. "And that's why I'm late." I am usually here by 8:00am. I pull my phone out of my pocket, looking at the time I see that it's 8:28am, it's almost time to get to class.

"It's ok" Malia says jumping off the table. "Just don't make a habit out of it!" She says in a warning tone.

"No... no don't worry guys" I say reassuring my friends. I get in the middle of both of them and link my arms with there's. Pulling them forward to our class I continue talking "So how did you guys get home last night?" I lead them through the the front door to our lockers.

"Well I had my brother come and pick me and Lyida up after the party." Maila says letting go of my arm and opening up her locker "how did you get home?" She says getting a book.

At this point me and Lyida let go of each other's arms. "Ummmm.... I.. I" try to open my locker but it's stuck on something I struggle to pull it open when it just swings open causing me to stumble back a few feet as papers fall to the floor. "Ugh!!!" I slightly scream. I crouch to the floor and pick up my papers. My friends bend down to help me.

As I pick up my papers I reveal a small part of a paper that looks like a note with all to familiar cursive on it. Standing up I take the note turing it right side up. I gasp as I see the cursive lettering..... it spells out Scarlet. I quickly shove the note along with a few other papers in my bag.

"What's wrong?"Lyida says with a concerned face.

"Oh nothing I just forgot to... um to study for a test last night." I spit out a little to quickly. "Let's go to class." I say trying to not show my scared expression. I shove all my papers quickly into my locker and shut the door. I grab her hand and pull her with me as we walk down the hall.