"It can't be that bad." she thought out loud as she poked in her finger with her knife. But, let's rewind to where this all started. You see, this girl I'm talking about never really stood out from others at our school. She was verry quiet and never spoke out of turn. Cute in her own way. For those of you who, just like me watch some anime, she looks a bit like Hinata. Long, straight, black hair with bangs and a cute smile. Her eyes are hazel with a green tint. I love those eyes. Her voice is soft and she is verry shy. Her name is Olivia, but everyone calls her Liv for short. Her parents a poor but both work two jobs and Liv also works after school so she can help them out.
For the longest time I have had a crush on Liv and it seems like only yesterday she transfered to our class. But that was last school year. Time flies right by, if you don't watch out. She has made some friends, at least 3 or 4, witch is impressive for an introvert like her. Manny boys want her as their Girlfriend, myself included. Some of my friends told me to go talk to her, but I don't dare. What could she possably like about me? A mediumly tal boy, skinny figure, dark hair and not handsome at all. I have some chin hair in an attemt to grow a beard, but I thing I did it wrong, because it doesn't want to grow more. What if I just end up being an irritation to her?
About two weeks ago or so, I started to get intressted in something called the Deep Web. At first I was just a guy that wanted something more exciting than PornTub. But after a while, I got bored and decided to explore some more. Besides the usual Hentai sites, I found something different. A site that looked like a chat room with a video calling feature. Users would come on and say a number, and then watch something or some one I guessed. But no-one was online at that moment, and I went back to doing that wat I came her for.
So, today I thoughed of going back to that site for fun. It took me a while before I found it again because ofcourse I didn't write it down. When I finally found it again, I was surprised to find ten others had already logged on. The others had not waisted any time on friendly "Hello"s and had gone straight into, what could only be called, auction. So I pitched my vote, 1, one for eatch of us. That seemed to be a lot as every one in the chat went insane and one even said that they thought this manny wasn't even allowed. I instantlly regretted my choice but when I wanted to pick something els, they said that a choice was a choice and that I'd had to stick to it.
At that moment a caller was registered. And that caller was no other than Olivia. i was surprised. but that feeling was quickly turened into utter shock. Why was she here? She looked as though she had seen a ghost and she had a worried look on her face. Her eyes where verry big and her mouth was a bit loose like she had just been running from something. And, this worried me the most, she had a kitchen knife in her hand.
That brings us to where we began. "H-hello" Liv said with a shackey voice. She Waived at us. Verry cute. "S-so the way this works, is I do t-this"she cleared her throat and looked over her shoulder. Again, verry cute. "If I do this, I get get the help I need, right" she said and then waited for her answer. The chat then blew up confirming her question. She looked shocked asthough something hit her. I knew I had to act fast to change my vote anyway and so I tried to reason with the rest once more. This thime the agreed 'because she's cute as heck' I was relieved and we setteled on a new number: 7. "Then seven it is" Olivia said. Some confidence had come back to her. Or so it seemed.
"It can 't be that bad" she thoughed out loud poking her finger with the knife. "O-okay, here I go" she said. She looked at her knife then back at the screen. Olivia swallowed. And after that she lifted up her shirt, raising it up to he bra and put it in her mouth to hold it up. She looked at the knife she held in both hands now, and tighetend her grib around it. She looked at her screen once more and then she closed her eyes. But then Olivia changed. She grinned. Something I had never seen her do before that moment. She was to cute to had a grin like this one. A madman's grin if you will. But what happend next creeps me out even writing about it. Olivia raised her knife up in the air, above her head, and then she swung it down, stabbing herself in the stomach. "I just need to do this s-six more times, to get the amound we agreed on?" Again the chat confirmed this.
Olivia grinned again. She pulled the knife out and then planted it right next to the first cut she had mad. Olivia did that two more times before I had to close the page. I couldn't, for the life of me, watch her do this to herself. What was she, being able to do this without even flinching? Olivia was youngh, a whole life was ahead of her. What made her so willing to die? Should I call the pollice? I decided I would. I called an explained everything and the opparator told me that it would be okay.The would send some one over to her house right away. And the did.
That was two weeks ago now. Olivia ended up doing the seven cuts and she survived. The ambulance arrived just in time. Olivia hasn't been out of the hospital and I'd vissit her whenever I could and she seemed glad that I acted when I did. And since she did get seven done she wil get the help she asked for.
I still don't understand what the pupose of that site was and I still dont know wat could possably be of such importance one would stab themslefs with a knife seven times to obtain it. One thing I can say is though< stay of the Deep Web. You can find far worse things than this site. And once you do, you could get scared for life. Ther is a knock on my door, so i have to go now. Probably Liv's mom so we can go visit her again.
