Will You Be My Saviour?

Saviours and angels

Abbi's POV:
I woke up around nine thirty the next morning. I had forgotten to shut my music off, and saviour was playing softly in the background. "If only you where my saviour Andy..." I spoke softly to myself. The pain in my wrist brought me back to reality. I looked at my wrist and it had dried blood all over it. Good thing I  wrapped the bandage around it or the blood would be all over my sheets. I looked at the clock again. Nine forty three. Roseanne left two hours and thirteen minutes ago. Time for a shower. I dragged myself out of bed and picked out some clothes. A blood on the dance floor shirt that said scream for my icecream on it, bright purple skinnes with zippers all over them, black and purple combat boots, and around forty band bracelets. Also a really pretty purple bra and matching panties. i ran to the bathroom and turned the shower on. I sat my clothes on the shelf and stripped. I looked in the mirror and quickly looked away. Im ugly. No wonder why Roseanne hates me. I brushed my hair and teeth really fast and hopped in the shower. The water felt amazing running down my back. I turned up the heat of the water and it gave me goose bumps. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, letting the warm water flow through my hair.
After i washed, i sat in the shower and pulled my knees to my chest. I cried for what seemed like forever. As the water got cold, i decided to get out and get dressed.
I dried myself and tossed my clothes on. I towel dried my hair, then blow dried it. My fringe got all messy, so i decided to straighten and tease my hair. "I'm gonna have to dye my hair again soon..." I said I'd to myself. I applied a thick ring of black eyeliner, mascara, purple contacts, and bright purple lipstick that matched my jeans. I went down the hall to the kitchen and made myself pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream from last night. I Sat at the kitchen table with motionless in white - reicarnate blasting through my iPhone. I finished off my pancakes and sang and screamed along to the song. I was in my own land for now. But something was missing... "Hailie..." i said. i called hailie's phone and didn't get a answer, like always. This was my way of venting. Even though my best friend was gone, her comforting voice wasn't. Hailies parents kept her phone on just for me. They knew i listened to hailie's voice every so often, as did they. Hailies voice was so happy on her voice mail.
"Hey you have reached your fav person, Hailie! I can't reach the phone right now, but if your low, you'll get through it! Leave a message and I'll get back to Ya. Love you lots!  BEEP ! "
I hold on to these few words with evrything i have. They are the only things keeping me going.
"Hey hailie, it's Abbi. I miss you so much. I wish you where here. I'm lost without you. I'm more broken than I was before. Maybe today will be better. Wish me luck. I love you hay hay. So much."
I had tears spilling from my eyes. It was like this every day.
After i stopped sobbing and sniffling, i had makeup down myface. I ran to the bathroom and washed my face, then redid my makeup. Thank God for makeup remover.
i decided i needed a day out. A day away from this place. HOT TOPIC ! The mall. That's what i needed. i ran down the rest of the hall to the jacket closet. I grabbed my leather jacket and my motorcycle helmet. It was black, with pink and purple swirl designs on it. i had 800$ on me from odd jobs and baby sitting. That should be plenty for a nice day. i grabbed my keys and went out the front door. I opened up the garage. In the center of the garage stood my black and purple motor cycle. It was sleek and shiny. It was supposed to be hailie's for her fifteenth birthday when her dad was going to teach her to drive it. After she passed, her family gave it to me for my fifteenth birthday. I was fairly close to hailie's parents, and they said hailie would have wanted me to have it. i went over to the bike and swung my leg over so i was sitting on it. I slipped on my leather jacket and zipped it. It had the bvb symbol on the back. i kicked up the kick stand and started the bike. I pulled out of the garage and put the kick stand back down so i could close the garage door. I soon was on my way to the mall. With the bike purring under me and going about 75 down the high way, I felt free.like I was flying. Like a bird. Like a angel.