(Warning: reference to self-harm. If the content may trigger/ upset you, please skip to Lewis's POV)
Shannon POV:
The rain started to fall heavily as the prevailing wind grew stronger. Tears streaming down my little face, I wandered through the empty streets.
Alone.
Living in the centre of the city, I don't know the suburbs very well. Stumbling upon a large green park, I wandered through the gates and along the winding path - it was like a vast labyrinth. The rain thrashed down harder as I slipped past a few individuals who were one of the following; drunk, passed out or high.
Perching on a wet bench, I stared beyond the lakes and large fields into the everlasting darkness. Dark grey clouds covered the bright stars in the dreary night sky.
Maybe I should have tried harder to have a conversation. Maybe if I joined that school earlier, I could have looked after Lewis better - his father might not have died. Maybe if I knew how my brother, Chris, was feeling, I could have prevented his suicide.
Stop it. That's the past. You cannot change it. You could have done something though.
Clearing my view with tears, I noticed that the bench I was slumped on was in fact covered in glass. Probably from beer bottle. I picked up a larger piece with my bony fingers. I twisted and turned it, gently stroking the sharper edges.
The rain masked my streaming tears as I placed the sharpest side to my forearm. With one single swipe, a rather large volume poured out of my body. With a weak smile, I repeated this.
Isn't it bad that a tiny paper cut is extremely painful - brings tears to your eyes - but putting a blade to your skin gives you nothing?
Just a little reminder that you are alive...
Lewis POV:
Bang. The front door slammed shut announcing Shannon's departure. I could hardly think straight. My head was spinning. I was unsure what just happened but I don't think it was good.
"I should go after her" I slurred. I have defiantly had far too much to drink. "you shouldn't have been like that Lizzy. You really upset her".
I stood up, my world was dizzy and distant. I felt something strong pull me back and I fell onto the sofa.
"Stay with me. The little bitch will be fine" Lizzy angrily spoke.
"I must make sure she's o-"
"Listen to me you little cunt, you do not need her and she certainly doesn't need you" she hissed into my ear.
"No, I-" before I could finish my sentence she crashed her lips onto mine.
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Disposable Teenagers
Teen FictionAfter joining a new school, Shannon finds a boy who fascinates her and quickly friends him. This is the story on how one friendship can turn into something much bigger...
