Stella's Father

Lost

!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!

You were already upset about your father passing, you didn't need to lose your best friend too over a fight about not being happy. You started to think about cutting yourself. Being a child of a life of things that went wrong a lot you always thought about it but it never really crossed your mind of actually doing it so you never did because you thought it was pointless to hurt yourself more than you were already hurting. But tonight, all of that would change.

You went into your mothers sewing room, and grabbed a safety pin because you didn want to do too much damage. You then, went into the bathroom and locked the door. You slid against the door and fell to the ground with tears in your eyes shocked at what you were about to do. You picked up the pin, undid it from the protector, and stabbed yourself in the arm with it.

"OW!!!" you screamed

"Honey, are you alright?" your mother asked from the door.

"Yeah mom! Just stubbed my toe is all!" you explained

You heard heavy footsteps walk away from the door. Your mother was gone. "Wow Stel, you just did that!" you thought to yourself. For about 20-30 minutes you just kept stabbing and stabbing at your arm leaving little holes. It hurt, but you felt a lot of relief after. There was a bit of blood dripping down your arm so when you were done, you washed it off with alcohol also cleaning the fresh wounds. That made you tear up, it hurt the most of the entire process.

You went to bed that night feeling nervous, and satisfied.

The Next Morning

"Stella! Are you getting dressed? We've got to go!" you woke up to hear your mother shout.

"OH! NO! I"M GONNA BE SO LATE!" you yelled

"Stella, are you kidding me?! Did you just wake up??" your mother shouted after she heard you yell

"WHAT?? Omg! No!" you lied

As you quickly scrambled to get your school uniform on, you checked the time to see what is was. You never even checked. It was only 6:45 am!!! You didn't have to be at school until AT LEAST 7:45. You had an entire hour left. You were so mad at your mom for waking you up that early for no reason. When you went downstairs to brush your hair in the bathroom, saying as you only had one bathroom in your entire house, you stopped to give your mom a look that made her ask,

"Why are you looking at me like I broke your phone?"

"Oh, I don't know, probably because IT'S ONLY 6:45!" you yelled.

You stormed off into the bathroom and slammed the door still upset that you were woken up so early. You reached over to scratch your arm and it hurt a lot. You began to wonder why. As your beautiful figure stood there in the mirror, you saw it, the poke marks from stabbing yourself last night on your arm. It hit you, that's why your arm hurts so much.

As you went on with your day, you kept feeling sharp pains in your arm every so often. You just ignored it until your techer asks why your long sleeve, white polo, uniforn shirt, had blood on the arm. You went to look down and apparently your wounds were soaking blood through your freshly cleaned uniform. When you got home, you immediately changed your clothes and threw away the blood staind shirt knowing the stain would never go away.

a/n~ this isn't that important but 10 reads?! That's the most I've ever gotten on a story. I deleted a super cringy story that had like 3 reads but that's it. Thanks you for 10 reads! It means a lot and I hope you enjoy the rest of the story :3