Step Into Reality

Chapter 1: Spillage

"Regina?! Are you even listening to me?" Mary shouted.

I continued off in my mind. It was better there, so why stop me?

"Mary, I am so sick of the people here. I just want to be happy. I only get happiness in my mind." I stormed off. I ran into my bedroom and began thinking. More and more, I felt the happiness of my dreams. Mary pounded on my door again.

"Regina! Stop this right now! Tell me what the hell is wrong with you!" She angrily spoke.

"Leave.. me.. alone!" I yell back, hugging into my knees tighter as tears stream down my face.

"Regina Elizabeth.." She yelled, but something was different this time. Her voice was shaking... she was crying. I have never heard Mary cry. I slipped on a sweatshirt and opened my door. My makeup had stained my cheeks black, and Mary's eyeliner started to run. She embraced me in her arms. Warm streams of salty water poured out of my eyes and down my cheeks again, leaving darker lines on my face. My eyes where red and puffy, but I really didn't have a care in the world anymore.

We sat for a few moments. I scared my best friend. I felt so bad, but it is so much better than her learning the truth.

"I will.. be right back.." I said softly and walked quietly into my bathroom to clean up. I turned around and closed the door, locking it in the process. I heard her mumbling to herself.

"How could I let her run off like that? I promised her mother.." She trailed off again.

I was leaning over my white marble sink. Black dots spotted in the bowl. I took off my sweatshirt, looking down at my arms. My scars. They taunted me. Frantically, I scattered through my medicine cabinet and found a razor blade. Perfection. I leaned against the counter. Slicing through my skin and watching the blood pool. One cut and my problems drifted away.