Chapter 4

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Chapter 4:

School was over and I was very sad, I just wanted to go home and cry my butt off. So I took my backpack, and my skateboard and just went outside running to have impulse when I jumped to my skateboard, and after I ran down the school's stairs, I took my skateboard and started going towards my house as fast as I possibly could. I took my beats ear pods and played My Chemical Romance songs as loud as my ears could handle.

Over the loud music, I heard someone scream my name, but as I was in my skateboard and just wanted to get home, I didn't stop, just kept going. When I got home, entered my house and went to my room.

The moment I entered my house I started sobbing and crying, I got to my room, took one of the keys from my key chain and went to a little box I have in my bathroom, I locked the door and opened de box, I took out one of the blades and sliced open my wrists, then when I didn't feel any better, I did the same in my thighs, but only very high up so that nobody would ever see them when I had shorts or skirts on. Then, I washed my arms and hands to take the blood away. I could feel the cold water touching and splashing my scars, and when I stopped, I just put some bandages all over them and went outside.

I was sitting on my bed when the doorbell rang, but I didn't care to open the door. I just stayed still in my bed not wanting anyone to bother me when I felt like someone was watching me, as soon as I had the feeling I wiped the tears from my face and looked at my window, where I could see Nash's blue eyes staring right at mine. He was staring at me from his window, which turned out to be next to mine because sadly we were neighbors.

I just gave him a disgusted look and put a pillow on top of my head. When I looked again he was still watching me, and that really got to my nerves so I went to my window opened it and said:

"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to talk to you, and explain you something" he said with a crooked smile on his face.

"Yeah?, well sorry, but there is nothing to explain." I closed the window and shut the blinds. Then kept crying.

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