Silent Scream

The Blade

On the bus ride home after school, Christian decided to sit next to me, again. He tapped me on the shoulder and I pulled out my head phone.

"Yes?"

"Hey. Uh. I-I'm sorry about this morning. I'm Christian. And you are?" he held out his hand for me to shake.

"Your worst nightmare." i snarled as i glare at his hand. I look back at the window and smirk. He's kinda cute, uh in a uh stupid kinda way?
-----------------after school------------------
"Who does he think he is?!?!" i groan into the phone. Im sitting on my bed talking to Bandit on the phone.

"Uh lets see" she starts as she giggles, "Christian Read. High school bad boy, envy of all, all the guys want to be him and all the girls want him. No one touches him and if you cross him, he just might tear you to shreds." she drones on and on. Crushing on someone much?

"Good luck getting his hands on me." i laugh.

"So did my dad suspend you?"

"No, just 3 2hr detentions because it was self defense." *bling* i check my phone because i got a text.
#person# hey. You wanna hang some time?
#me# new phone who dis?
#person# oh lol yea sry. Its christian
#me# rain check on that
#christian# ok 😞
#me# how exactly did u get my number?
#christian# bandit gave it to me

"BAANDIIT!!!"

"One. OOWW!! And, two. What?"

"YOU GAVE HIM MY NUMBER??!! WHY WOULD YOU DO TH-" my mother storms into my room and snatches my hair in her hand causing me to drop my phone. She drags me down the stairs as i scream for her to let go. She slaps me across the face and thros me against the wall.

"What have i told you about yelling while im asleep?" she spits at me.

"I-im sorry. I-it wont h-happen again." i stutter between sobs.

"Damn right you wont. If you do i wont be using my hand." and with that she goes into her room as i scramble up the stairs.

I get into my room and lock the door. I pick up my phone and see that the screen is broken and Bandit is still on the call. "Hey. Um i-uh. I gotta go."

"Ok. Ill talk to you later." she hung up and i sat on my bed scared. I reach under my bed for a shoe box i open it and peered into it. Weed, paper, blades, alcohol wipes, and a lighter. I take out the blade and slide it across my wrist feeling the sting.

I slowly drag it along my wrist silently crying. I feel the blood seep through the slits and slip down my skin dripping onto the floor. I hear Bandit call from under my window. She must've been able to tell what happened. I ignore her and swipe the blade again. I hear the window open and footsteps run toward me as my vision goes blurry and i begin to fall. I see a blurry Bandit standing over my body and talking into the phone.

"Hello, yes. My friend is falling unconscious....Her wrist is bleeding...Ok. I will. Come on Piper. Stay with me...No sir...i dont believe so...Ill try. Can you talk to me Piper? Can you say anything?"

"So. Cold." i mutter. My eyes start to close and all i see is blackness.