Burn

Chapter 21

Burn (Chapter 21)

Previously
We kiss, a slow, reassuring kiss. A kiss that reminds us we are in love, and nothing can change that.

Now

Standing in front of the tall mirror on the back of my bathroom door, I see a image of a girl with stormy grey eyes that show pain and lifelessness, that looks as if she could be broke with a single touch. Her wrists were something from a horror film, bloody and tore to bits, by rope it seemed.

Raising a hand, I realized I was that fragile little piece of a human that could shatter in a instant. I was totally and utterly weak.

Slowly removing my clothing, and trying to be as careful as possible with my wrist wounds, I stepped into the shower. After turning it on, I sat on the floor and started to clean my wounds. The soap burned my cuts, but I didn't care anymore.

I almost killed them, I wanted to kill them. Sitting in the steaming hot shower, I realized how totally weak I am, how weak I've always been. How do I expect Ace to love me like this, how do I think I could beat Sam. How can I help Devon. What about Tyler?

I have to be stronger. It's not a choice anymore, but then again, it never really was.

After completing my shower and drying off, I stand in front of the mirror again. I have fight training today, and I have to clear stuff up with Tyler. I pull on a black set of under clothes, stretchy black ripped skinny jeans, because of fighting, and a loose black shirt, since I usually take it off for fighting anyways.

I straighten my hair and put on mascara and eyeliner. My jewelry on the counter was next. I slipped on my silver belly button piercing, black ear cuff, ring that has spikes on it, wrapped my black watch on my right wrist since that wrist was less damaged, and my two necklaces. One being a silver moon, and the other being my house key. I decided to leave my tattoo uncovered since my left wrist was still very sore.

Looking at myself, I feel a need I haven't in a while. The need for another piercing. I smile to myself, glad for the distraction. Maybe I can talk to Tyler, and get another one with her, I really do need to explain some things.

As I throw my clothes in the hamper, I hear a knock on the bathroom door. "Kat, it's me." Ace. I open up the door and see Ace leaning against the frame. "Hey, you look beautiful today, well you always do." He says as he kisses my forehead.

I smile slightly and push past him. "Thanks Ace, how's Devon doing?" As I say the last part my smile diminishes, that brave little girl saved mine and Ace's life.

"She's the same way she was when you left to take a shower. She seems to be healing herself slowly, so I'd assume she will wake up soon." He smiles a little and brushes the hair from my face. "My turn for a shower, it's been a ruff couple of days." As he said that, he grabs his backpack and moves to the bathroom.

When he closes the door my smile is gone, I was the thing that gave him a ruff time, I'm the one that is causing Devon to have to heal herself. God, what have I done to these people.

Devon is laying on my bed, deciding it would be nice to have some fresh clothes for her, I walked to my dresser and pulled out some of my older sleeping clothes. They were about 2 years old and probably would still be quite large on her tiny frame, but it's better than her dirty clothes she is in now.

Once she wakes up I have to make a point to take her shopping, and enroll her into a school. School. Oh god. I walk back over to her and slip the dress she arrived here in, off. After its off I replace it with a plain black sleeping tee, and short white shorts.