Calem slicked back his curly black hair and pushed his glasses up onto his nose. He was stressed out. His Math final was tomorrow and he did not know anything. He couldn't focus, There was somthing-someone, on his mind. He sniffles and pushed his head against the wall as he Flopped onto his bed. He screamed and Banged his head against the wall. He glanced at his dresser, near the box where he kept two rusty blades.It had not been long ago that he started cutting, only about a month ago...after he beat his Girlfriend, or...ex...girlfriend., Chloe. He had been terribly drunk, And smashed numerous bottles and glass objects over her. Bloody and battered, she ran away from him. He pushed everything off his nightstand and, in a rampage, ran to his dresser. he scavenged through his box until he found a sharp edge, and rapidly sliced it aainst his wrist. Blood spurting out onto the side of the dresser and the beige carpet. Tears streaming down his red face, he ran out to the garage. he grabbed a couple beers from his dad's cooler and chugged them down. His bloodstained hands and making prints on everything he touched. He took a bottle and smashed it on his face. Bleeding. This was the most harm he had ever done. He fell down against the wall, Crying and bloody.
He remembered Chloe crying, Her bloody face and body shaking. The fear in her blue eyes and her Short brown hair, Shatters of glass and clumps of dried blood tangled up In it. He ran to his dad's truck, still bloody, and Sped down his street. His vision blurred, He saw somthing vanish on the road as he approached, followed with a scream and a thump.
