Stage Three

Chapter 3: Cutting

First day was horrible! What the actual fuck? Either I got the wrong idea of Nova high school or they were all smoking something. Maybe it was back to school blues but something was up. It could've been the fact that I'm the new kid with cancer but why does having cancer make me different? I'm still a person.

Okay, so my name is Luke, and these seventeen and eighteen year olds are making fun of my name like they were back in Kindergarten, they were obviously drunk. I could've sworn that I smelt whiskey in one guys breath.

The pain from the cancer is taking over me again, I can't move, I can't function, I keep shaking. I thought I was having a seizure but I was still aware of my surroundings.

I can't believe I'm doing this again but it's the only escape from the pain. I went downstairs late at night when I know my mom is fast asleep. Usually she comes home drunk but the bar closes early on Monday so she didn't get a chance to go. Anyways, I went into the kitchen I grabbed the biggest knife I can find and I crept back upstairs.

I went into the bathroom and locked the door. I lifted up my sleeve and started, I tried deciding which way to cut.

"Hmmm." I thought. "If I cut horizontally then the doctors will me able to stitch me up, but if I cut vertically they can't." I learned this from my favourite television show, American Horror Story. Did I mention that I'm into horror also?

I grabbed the knife and started cutting horizontally. In case you're wondering why exactly I do this, it's because to pain of the cutting overpowers the pain of my leukaemia, but the pain of the cutting is much more tolerable.

The blood dripped all over the sink and floor. It leaked out of my body so nonchalantly. I made sure I cleaned the bathroom and not leave a trace of blood. I don't want my mom to know I cut, but I think I forgot to clean the knife once when I was fourteen. She might know but she hasn't mentioned anything.

Sometimes, I count my cuts because it helps soothe me. It makes me fall asleep faster. I feel much better.