Skylox~cuts and secrets~

chapter 4 ~ Phone Call~

Hey doods. I am not exactly ready for the skylox part. Maybe. We shall see but definitely next chapter!!! I am totally in love with where this is going!!! here ya go lovelies!!!!

~deadlox POV~

Ever since she died she won't leave me alone. She has be plastered in my mind. Her hateful words are whispered in my ear. She is dead, but somehow managed to stick around inside of my head. Nobody knows ( for now) about her little faint voice in my mind. I don't tell anyone so they don't think I am crazy. I am tired. Tired of my dad. Tired of my step-mom. Tired of all the hateful things that are being said to me. I have started to believe the words. I am pathetic. I am a faggot. I deserve this. I run over to my old dresser drawers and yank it open to see all my blades. Each one has a word on it. "Pathetic","faggot", "fuck up", and so on. All the things I have been called. I grab "faggot" and run to the bathroom. The cold piece of metal felt good in my hand. I got in the bathroom and shut the door. I pull of my big jacket revealing all my scars and scabs from last night. Leaning over the bathtub I push the metal down hard on my wrist and write "Adam" in thin red lines on my pale skinned wrist. The scarlet liquid started oozing down my arm and dripping off into the bathtub, down the drain. For that split second I felt like I was in Adams arms. I felt warm all over. Nothing matters. Then the stinging pain on my wrist. "One more," I mumble under my breath. I push the blade deeper into my wrist and watch the blood come poring out onto the ground. I felt it again. It felt good. That one cut turned into four more cuts. I heard the chorus of my favorite song outside the bathroom door. My phone was ringing.......... Too fucking bad. Nobody cares about me anymore. 'You are a waist of space,' her voice comes back. "IT WASN'T MY FAULT! IT WAS HIS FAULT! HE ABUSED YOU AND BROKE YOU! NOT ME, SO WHY ARE YOU TORTURING ME??" I yell to her. My mom very rarely talks twice in one hour. 'Why the hell are you still alive?' My phone stops ringing. I wasn't supposed to have my phone because I was talking to my friends and my dad doesn't like that. I wash the blood out of the dirty bathtub and rinse off my wrist. I hope my dad didn't hear my phone! I didn't even bother to put my jacket back on ( to hide my cuts) and sling open the bathroom door revealing my room. My dad was there, just standing there, holding my phone in his hands. Shit! he heard it. "Your boyfriend called ya faggot," he said in his still-drunk voice. Sky! Ohmigod he is going to get worried. My dad threw my phone on the ground and his face was red. He was mad! "I get another punishment again don't I," I mumbled. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?" my dad yells at me holding his fist back ready to punch me hard. I said that too loud. PUNCH! (cuz that is a noise!) I fell to the ground doubled over and slowly opened my eyes while grabbing my cheek in pain. Since I was on the ground he was basically 100% stronger than me. He started kicking me. The hit to my cheek hurt like hell and then every...thing...went...dark... All I could think was "Don't die like this.."

AUTHORS NOTE

Sorry guys!!! I had to stop here because it is like 1:00 am an I need sleep. I played skyrim today. I know you guys like cliff hangers!!! I will update tomorrow!!!!! tell me if you guys liked it!! I hope ya did! talk to me if you all are having suicidal thoughts and I WILL talk to you all no matter what. I have problems with self herm. You are not alone. Just remember to slap that vote button with your kipper flipper!!! bye!! love ya guys!!!