Save Me

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I woke up to a rainy day. Woke up to this horrible thing called life. Woke up knowing what I did last night was wrong.

I got up from my bed feeling the cold hard wooden floor against my toes. I started walking towards the bathroom.

When I got in the bathroom I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were puffy and red noting that I was crying last night. I looked down at my wrist it looked horrible. My cuts were swollen and when I touched them it stung. I started wondering why I did that and what kind of person am I for doing it.

FLASHBACK:

Last night....

I came home late from spending the day with my friend Briana at her house. When I walked into my house I saw my mom on the kitchen table holding an empty bottle of whiskey.

She then looked at me with tears streaming down her eyes. "Your late where were you!?" She slurred obviously drunk.

It's sad watching her do this everyday since my dad died a year ago.

"I was at Brianas house sorry for being late." I said walking towards the stairs. But before I could she pulled my arm to face her.

"Did you forget what today is?" She said, her breath smelt like alcohol.

I knew what today was.

It was a year ago from today since my father died. I didn't want to spend it with my mom because I knew she would just get drunk and ignore me like she always does.

"I know what today is I just didn't want to spend it with you!" I told her, I couldn't believe I said that.

I'm just so tired of her always ignoring me and getting drunk. She was shocked and angry. I could tell by just looking at her eyes.

All of the sudden I felt a pain from my cheek. She slapped me my mother slapped me.

"Don't ever talk to me like that", she screamed at me. I pulled my arm away from her and ran upstairs to my room.

When I was in my room I quickly ran to my bathroom. I shut the bathroom door and locked it. I sat down on the cold bathroom floor. I broke down and started crying. I just wanted everything to go back to normal.

I wanted my dad back also my mother back even though she didn't die. But in a way she did she's not the loving caring mom I used to have. Instead she's always drunk and depressed.

I looked around the bathroom and saw a razor. I slowly grabbed the razor and took off the blade. I put the cold razor blade against my wrist. I wanted the pain to go away. I started to cut myself with the razor blade. At first it hurt but then for a while it felt numb and it felt good.

Finally the pain went away. I put down the bloody razor. I didn't cut that deep so it wasn't bleeding as much. I stayed in the bathroom for an hour looking at the five fresh cuts on my wrist. I started asking myself:

Why did I do that and why did it feel so good?

END OF FLASHBACK

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AUTHORS NOTE

Hey guys thankyou for reading my story:) REMEMBER THE PROLOGUE COMES TOWARDS THE END OF THE BOOK!!!

Anyways I know the boys aren't in this chapter but don't worry they will soon:)))

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