*beep beep beep beep*
"Shit." I mumble as I wake up to my alarm.
I stretch as I sit up.
I just sat there for a while wishing that I hadn't woken up and thinking about things.
I turn around and notice my "boyfriend" sleeping there.
I hop up, not even caring if Jace hears me, he's probably drunk anyways.
I go over to my closet and find my clothes.
I bring them into the bathroom and turn on the shower.
I watch the water fall from the shower head for a while, then I hop in.
I wet my hair, and use my body wash, shampoo and condition my hair.
After I do all that, I quickly reach for the razor I have sitting on the counter, and shave.
Then I start getting flashbacks from 4 years ago.
I can't keep living like this!
I find my blades I have hidden and I slid them horizontally across my wrists and thighs.
Why me, why? I don't cry because I don't want to wake up Jace.
After I clean up everything, I dry my body and put on A Skylit Drive shirt, black cat tights, and a black skirt.
I pull out my makeup, hairdryer, and my combs and brushes.
I dry my hair, then brush, and tease my hair.
I put on my mascara first, my foundation, eyeliner, and then my black eyeshadow.
I take one final look at my reflection and look at myself in disgust.
I walk out and slip on my black combat boots, grab my phone, and head down stairs.
I almost grab an apple, but then I remember I'm fat and walk out the door.
I walk past my black ranger rover and head down the street.
