I freeze. Her eyes open wide and she's staring at me. The look of her eyes. Wide open. Rage growing inside of them. I feel my heart beating faster. What will she do to me?
She turns around. She looks down at the keys. She slowly bends down to pick them up. I remain still. I know if I make any sudden movements she'll quickly draw her attention to me.
She holds the keys in her hand. I see her grip them tight. Then, I see her grip starting to tighten. It keeps tightening. She's pissed right now. I then see the blood slowly seeping out of her closed hand. I can't let her hurt herself like this anymore. I don't care if she hurts me, she can't keep doing this to herself. I need to help her.
"Alice, please stop. Drop the key. You don't realize what you've done to any of us. You might not think we care but we really do. You don't think. It really does hurt us to watch you do this. Cutting and self harm is stupid an in some cases selfish. There's no point in it. It won't fix anything at all. Please stop Alice. Let us go. We'll help you. We won't leave you. Just trust me on this. Please Alice. Don't do this for us, but just for you."
I hear the sobs. She's not breathing that well. She's actually crying. She drops the key and my jaw immediately drops open. She turns around and looks at me. I really wish she didn't. Her tears aren't regular tears. They're tears of blood.
"You don't get it James do you? I know you guys care. Every time I cut or hurt myself I think about you all. How much you guys care. Who to tell that wont get mad or sad when I do it. I think about all of that stuff. But you guys just keep hurting me and keep making me cry. I never have anyone to talk to. My parents died! What else was I supposed to do!?"
"Alice, I'm sorry. I didn't know you felt that way."
"Of course not. You never asked or noticed me. No one ever really tries to get to know anything about me. Just the basics of everything. Never details about anything. But that doesn't matter anymore."
"It does matter. We're here for you Alice. We're here to help you. Just give us a chance to show you." She's silent now. She clenches the hand that's bleeding.
"The blood. It drops all in perfect crimson lines straight down to the floor." She squeezes a bit harder. I close my eyes.
"Alice, what's it going to take for you to stop?"
"When I'm dead." With that she left to room.
To be continued....
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Abuse Me
HorrorShe feels her friends don't care about her. It's not true. They stopped paying attention to her when she stopped talking. Now she wants them to feel the pain she felt. That's where the cabin in the woods comes into play. That's the place she traps t...
