I watch tiredly as the blood drips down my arms, over my cracked hands, dripping slowly onto the towel. I can feel my wrist stinging as my body strains to heal itself.
Pointless really...I'm only going to cut it again.
What wakes me up is a sudden knock on my bedroom door.
"Chloe? Chloe are you in there?" Ashtons voice calls "Come on, let me in!"
Frantically I shove the razor blade and the towel under my bed, pulling a jumper over my cut arms. I bite my lip as my arms start to sting, determined not to yell.
Slowly, I unlock the door, opening it to Ashton, holding a large cardboard box up to my face..
"I brought pizza!" He says brightly, a grin spread out on his face. I feel a small smile spread on my cheeks. He looks around my room "well...can I come in then?" I nod and he runs in, making a dive for my bed.
"Hey, be careful with the pizza!" I say worriedly, as it flies into the air. Quickly, I run and catch it in my arms. The weight causes my newly made cuts to split under my jumper, and I wince in pain. Ashton looks at me searchingly as I carefully put the pizza on the floor.
"Are you okay?" He asks, studying my face. I look at him and strain a smile on my face.
"Of course I'm fine...why wouldn't I be?" I lie convincingly. I can feel the blood flushing in my cheeks and look down quickly, opening up the pizza box. Inside is a 14" meat feast pizza, split into 8 equal slices. I stare at it.
We had that for lunch. Well, most people did. Mine was ruined by Samantha. I have a sudden flashback to lunchtime.
"Oh look! It's ARSStons stupid baby sister!" Called a horribly unfamiliar voice. I gulped, speeding up to a fast walk. But I wasnt quick enough. Before I knew it, the backs of my knees were kicked in and I collapsed to the floor. As I struggled to stand, a harsh hand pushed me back down.
"Leave me alone...please..." I say quietly, my hands trembling. Samantha just laughs at me and kicks my side. She crouches beside me, grabbing my face to face her own. Her sharp nails dig into my skin.
"Fine...but you know what..."
"What...?"
"Everybody would be better off if you just killed yourself" Samantha pushes my head to the floor, and rushes off down the corridor.
Ashton looks into my eyes as the tears start to drip down. Carefully, he takes the pizza from my hands...and I bury my face into his chest as the tears fall from my cheeks.
"Ssh, ssh, it's okay..." he whispers into ny hair. "Its all going to be okay"
"No, it won't!" I sob. Ashton wipes away my tears carefully with his long fingers, pulling me on to his lap. His voice starts to sing the song that dad sung to me.
Before he died.
"Hush my little butterfly,
Keep your head up, say goodbye,
To those worries, lift your wings,
And off you fly"
