When Quinn dropped me off home I was in tears. I ran into my house and my bathroom. I made sure I locked the door and grabbed a blade. I sharp pain ran up my arm as I struck the blade to my arm. The blood dripped from my arm onto the floor. Tears streamed from my eyes.
My phone started ringing and I looked to see who it was. Quinn was texting me to see if I was okay. I just replied with yeah I'm fine. I put the blade down and soaked my arms in the bathtub. I flinched at the stinging pain on my wrists.
I felt lied to and it hurt. Was he cheating on me the whole time? Did he even care about me? All the stuff he said, was it all a big lie?
I let a scream escape my lips. I was never wanted. I'm not important. I never was.
When my arms stopped bleeding I dried my arms with a towel. I threw the used blade away so no one saw it. I changed into sweatpants and one of the few t-shirts I own.
I heard a knock at the door and my mom came in.
"Hey, I heard what sounded like crying. Are you okay sweetheart?" A look of worry spread across her face.
"Yeah, I guess." I looked down at my arms and sniffled.
"What happened?"
"Jason was probably cheating on me the whole time." A tear rolled down my cheek.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" She put a hand on my leg.
"Yeah, I guess," I looked up at her.
I told her the whole story. I was crying the whole time while she held me and comforted me. It took about an hour for me to completely calm down and go to sleep.
I had a dream that Jason kissed Megan and then stabbed me. I woke up in tears again trying to calm back down. I didn't sleep after that.
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This Is Why I Cry
Teen FictionEmrie has scars covering her. Both physically and emotionally. She just went through a breakup with the guy she gave her heart to. He moves on quickly. She has to watch it all and suffer. New people enter her life but she hides her scars and her sec...
