Okay so this bitch is in MY lounge room. Does she really wanna get on my bad side? I pull off my heels and tie up my hair. This bitch is going down. I also take off Luke’s bracelet. I walk straight up to Mandi and scream in her face.
‘WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?’
‘I’m here talking to Jai and Beau?’
‘Really now? You’re not welcome in this house.’
‘Who are you to tell me I’m not welcome here if this isn’t your house.’
Thank God for Luke saying, ‘She has every right to tell you that you’re not welcome here. Mandi.’
‘Why? It’s not her house.’
‘Actually Mandi, yes it is my house as well. And see Jai and Beau? They’re my brothers too. This place has been more of a home than anywhere else.’
‘OH I see it now. Your fucking all of them? I always knew you were a slut.’
FUCK THIS. I raised my fist and punched her straight face. I got her good too. I kept throwing punches. I felt Beau pull me off her, but I was strong enough to escape him and finish what I started. As I was walking up to Mandi, she got up and fly kicked me. Okay now this bitch is going down. Lucky I do kickboxing as well as dancing.
I just laugh at her and then I push kick her into a wall. I raise my fist up to her and start punching her stomach. Once again Beau pulled me off her. Lucky, I have the strength to kill her. I heard Luke screaming at Mandi, ‘GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE. I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN. HOW DARE YOU CALL MY GIRLFRIEND A SLUT? GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE, THIS NEIGHBOURHOOD AND THIS STATE.’
She got up, came over to me and said, ‘Have fun getting an STD tonight Sky. I’ll see you on that show ‘Teen Mum.’ I got up, punched her straight in the jaw and kicked her in the stomach.
‘GET THE FUCK OUT. NOW.’ She got up and proceeded to the door, before she left; she grabbed Luke by the collar and kissed him. That’s it. I got out of Beau’s grip and pulled her off my boyfriend. I smashed her head against the wall and kicked her out of the house. I then ran up to the bathroom.
I sat up against the door that I checked was locked. I went through my toiletries bag and found my old best friend. The razor. I pulled out my left wrist and slowly dragged the metal across my wrist. Feeling a sharp pain about 30 seconds later I was dragged out of my thoughts. I looked at my wrist and repeated the same action again. I felt the warm, red liquid run down my hands and onto the floor.
I kept dozing off, going in and out of consciousness. I stopped on my arm and went to my legs; I sliced the tops of my legs, making 10 new scars there. There was blood everywhere. I cleaned up my scars but collapsed on the floor when trying to clean the razor. Then darkness took over.
