The Anger Within

Why.

After she left I jumped around excitedly. "She likes me back! Yes!"

I went to the kitchen for some water. Suddenly all that happiness turned to self  hatred and depression.

I sighed. "I hate this.." I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, breaking a mini pencil sharpener and taking the blade. I rolled up my sleeve and ran the blade across my wrist. I groaned and threw the bloody blade to the side, I applied pressure with my other hand to my bloody wrist.

I hate this so much. Why do i do it? Why.

I couldn't handle it.

"Ugh!" I ran downstairs, leaving a trail of blood, and swung at a punching bag. I screamed in pain and kept punching, eyes turning red. The pain slowly grew away as I swung harder, faster, the bag flying around further and further until...

I heard a snap. The rope attaching the bag to the ceiling broke. The punching back flew toward me, knocking me down.

"Oof!" I pushed the bag off of me, sweating and panting heavily. I limped back to the bathroom, blood on my hands and arms, sweat on my face, and took off my clothes. "God I made a big mess." I took a shower before cleaning up the trail of blood and cleaning off the punching bag before hanging it back up. I sat down on my bed, showered and clothed, and thought.

Why does she like me? Me. Ethan. A kid who is an ugly piece of shit. What... what if Blake finds out? The jock? The biggest, strongest, and fiercest person on the football team.

All those negative thoughts got drowned out by Jenna's lips. That kiss felt like heaven.

I looked at the clock. 6:02P.M it says. I got up and walked to the kitchen. I made my parents' favorite dinner, Chicken Alfredo with bacon bits.

I cleared the table of last night's dinner and put three bowls of the food on the table. I say a prayer and wait for my parents.

.....

I look at the time once more. 9:48P.M it says. I sighed. "Guess they won't be coming today either." I frowned and ate my bowl of food, washing it after.

I went to my parents' room and writes on a paper. I sighed. "That's thirty six days in a row."

A tear rolled down my cheek as I walked to my room.

I looked at the time again. 10:14P.M it said.

"A little early," I said to myself, "but I guess I should sleep."

I smiled, thinking about Jenna, and fell asleep.

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Welp. There's the chapter. Very short. I really wish I could write more often but school and such is keeping me from it. X_X