I hang up. Hurt and fury consume everything i do and know. I lay onto my bed listening to music. Yet it doesnt seem to work. She was totally out of line... it wasnt my fault... right? I look at my razors.... Laying in a perfect row... my wrists already seeming to scream for them. Now is not the time to keep promises so i reach over.... and give them what they want the blood rushing over my arms. My mom walks in.... the blood is pooling and im still holding the razor head crying. Her face goes from cheerful to horrified in a matter of seconds and i cant seem to care as my arms reach down for another cut and her daze seems to be broke. She rushes forward grabbing my arms holding them above me and i scream loudly trying to fight her off blood smearing her perfect hands. She manages to get the blades out of my hands and throws it pulling me in for a hug sobbing. I try to fight her to get to the blades still crying and screaming before going limp in her arms. Blood falls down my arms and my vision goes blurry. I try to keep my eyes open as her head buries into my hair. Unconsciousness takes over my body.
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The Light Behind Her Eyes
RomanceA small story about a girl trying to face the normal teen problems of her anxiety, depression, bullies and being in love with her best friend. Oh yea did I mention she's pan? ( btw the art goes to walkingnorth on Webtoons ♡♡)
