The Black~completed~

1~The aftermath

The smell of dezil creped up my nose as I walked faster and faster from school. A little voice was telling me to turn around I drowned it out with my earphones turned up to full volume
I knew people could hear the tinny guitars and were starting to stare I honestly couldn't have given less of a fuck.
Because I couldn't go back there after what I had just done.
I ran my shaking hands through my hair trying and failing not to think

There was so much blood
Running up my arms, it was all over my clothes all over my hands all over my face .

I could never go back to what I used to do.
I wasn't sure if it was a dream or was it real ? Was anything ever going to feel real after that.
Maybe I was in shock.
Maybe I wasn't .
I still don't know.
I wasn't quite sure what to do with my self I wanted to go jump of a bridge or run through the streets screaming I wanted to scratch out my eyes.
My weird mood must have showed on my face because this old bitch asked me if I was OK and if i should be in school. I flinched at the word. But hid it .I smiled and said yes start into walk back but as soon as she turned her back I sat on the cold floor.
The memory started to slither into my mind.

The blood , the dripping tap .

I hit my head against someone's front gate over and over trying to knock the flashing images from my messy mind.

Sorry about the shitty quality of my writing this is my first storey
Don't be pissed If I don't upload the next part for ages . I just lack the motivation.