Jades POV
I sat on the cold toilet seat, crying my eyes out. Way to go Jade, you fucked up. Again. She already hates you, why did you have to do something else to give her more of a reason to.
I sat there for what seemed like an eternity, sobbing and scolding myself.
Then I remembered...
No.
I couldnt.
Ive been clean for weeks.
I cant give into for such a stupid reason. Then again, this isnt a stupid reason, now is it?
Come to think of it... I have been craving it...
I...I... I need it. Just once. They'll never know.
I rubbed my cheeks with the sleeves of my "Fall Out Boy" hoodie and slowly rolled the long sleeves up to my elbows.
I shakily took my bookbag off the hinge on the back of the maroon and gold striped stall door and slipped my emergency shaving razor for when I go to a sleepover out of the hidden pocket. I broke the plastic so I had a single small steel blade between my finger and watched it shine under the light. It was....
Beautiful.
I got a smirk on my face and whispered to myself.
"Each cut is a fucking bullet. Dont make me shoot."
I placed the cold blade on my skin...
And off I went.
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Just Your Not-So-Average Teenager...
Teen FictionMeet Jade. Your average everyday teenager. However, shes having some trouble accepting who she is. What would your parents and family say if you told them you're bisexual and like a girl? Like...like like. A girl. Read this story to expirence the li...
