Chapter 1
I closed my eyes and felt the soft sting of the blade run across my wrist, opening them and watching the blood slowly start to flow out and down onto the floor in small drips. I did it again and again until I felt light headed from blood loss and the last thought I had before I blacked out was..."Is this it? Did I really do it this time?"
I woke up to a hard nudge that felt much more like a kick. I blinked my eyes open and the first thing I noticed was my arm. It had been bandaged up and cleaned. I also noticed I was on my bed. I blinked again and read my clock, it read 4:45 P.M. I didn't know the day or date because it was an old fashioned alarm clock, not the atomic ones that everyone had now days...everyone but me. I think my room was the only room in the house that looked old fashioned. ...."Ahem!.." I blinked again and looked up to see my mother and quickly looked down from her eyes. "Ye-Yes Ma'am?" I asked her quietly. "Vivienne. I have a guest over. A nice man. I suggest you make yourself scarce. I wouldn't want you to scare him away with your...filth." The way each word came from her mouth, it sounded as though they were dripping venom. I sighed quietly before answering "Yes Ma'am." And climbing out of my bed, walking quickly to my closet to get dressed as she exited my room. As soon as the door closed I whispered "Old Hag..." Under my breath. What did I care anyway? She had said and even done worse before. At least this time she wasn't drunk and she didn't just kick me out.
Not long after I'd been awaken and asked to leave, I was walking down the sidewalk with my hands in my short jean shorts and listened as my "All Star" converse padded the ground with each step. It was a really hot day so I had picked my short jean shorts, my converse and a tank top. I'd unbandaged my arm and replaced it with my dozens of bracelets to hide the cuts.
Without realizing it I'd made my way to my best friend Elizabeth's house, 6 blocks away and was walking up her wooden steps to her front door.
I knocked a few times before finally she heard me over her exremely loud (and constantly playing) music. I gave her a smile in greeting and saying "Hey!" and walking in. (I've been here so many times it's a wonder I even knock anymore.) "Hey! She replied smacking her gum once and popping a bubble. She let the door slam shut and we walked to her kitchen, where she got me a bottle of creme soda and sat at her counter. I looked around as I got a drink. I loved her house, It was the standard house made of bricks with wooden steps and it had three bedrooms. Her dads, hers and her brothers room. It was nothing like mine. Mine was a mansion with six bedrooms, three bathrooms, and one 1/2 bathroom, and two kitchens with a guest house for when my mom has a "nice young man" visiting her.
Breaking out of my thoughts, I looked up to find Elizabeth staring at me. She simply sighed and asked..."How bad is it this time?"
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