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Blake. What the hell! How did he even get in? Oh wait, I'm a complete idiot and gave him a spare key. Why do I have to be so stupid at times? I peered down at my bloody leg, how am I going to explain this? I meant to cut myself because I deserved it but instead I dropped it. Yes Sophia, that would work if you wanted to scare him off. I quickly kicked the razor under my bed, still not knowing what to do with my leg. I ran to the bathroom and got a towel to wrap around my leg that I hid under sweat pants that I quickly slid into. I jumped into my bed, wrapping myself in blankets.
"I'm upstairs Blake!" I yelled, hoping he would hear me. He appeared, smiling. He came to the side of my bed and sat down, holding me in his arms.
"How's my girl doing?"
"Um...I'm good," I said trying not to wince from pain as he patted my leg.
"If you're good, then tell me why there is blood on the bed covers?" Oh god. Could someone just slap me now. What do I say? I'm sorry Blake.
"I...umm..I was shaving my legs and I dropped the razor. Before I noticed, I was in my room and blood was dripping down my leg." Not to bad for how quick I came up with that. "If you don't mind, I don't feel good so I'm going to bed." He nodded, kissed my head and slowly walked out. As soon as I heard the door click shut, I stood up and looked at my leg. The towel was almost soaked in my blood. It wouldn't stop bleeding!
"OH MY GOD!! SOPHIA WHAT DID YOU DO???" Blake was standing at the door, his face was filled with shock. Great. Just what I need. I looked up to the ceiling and prayed a silent thought. Why God? Why does this stuff always happen to me?
