"Hmm," Jude murmured as he wrapped his arms around me.
"What?" I raised one eyebrow.
"Why do you do it?" He asked, looking hurt.
"What are you talking about?" I knew exactly what he was talking about but I wouldn't say it. I would never admit it.
"You know exactly what I mean," he spit out, "Why in the hell do you want to die? Why do you want to die? Do you know how many people are dieing right now that would do anything to live and here you are cutting yourself. Actually wanting to die."
Big tears ran down my face, "I don't know what you're talking about. Why are you so mad?" I clung to innocence.
"Don't fuck with me," he yelled and grabbed my arm roughly so that all my scars were exposed, "Listen, Amey, I know we've been dating for two weeks but if you keep cutting yourself we aren't gonna make it to three weeks."
I shook my head no and sobbed, "No..."
"Yes," he screamed, "Tell me you'll stop now or I'm leaving."
I couldn't look at him as I weakly shook my head no again.
"Then have fun dieing," he growled and pushed me away from him and walked from Katie's house. He slammed the door behind him so hard it rattled the walls and then gunned his motor as he flew down the street.
I cried into my hands until I heard Katie.
"That bastard," she whispered as she held me and stroked my hair, "You know there are special places in Hell reserved for people like him."
"No," I croaked, my voice raw from crying, "There are places in Hell reserved for me. He just wants me to be alright. I'm the one hurting myself, Katie, you have to help me stop."
"Okay," she sighed, "I guess we can start by locking your knives up."
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Live And Let Go
Fiksi RemajaAmey isn't living the ideal teenage life. Her mother goes out every night and spends almost every night at a different mans house. Her father stays at home and drinks then passes out, but not before breaking something. She has no reason to live. No...
