"What is the point anymore?" Say over and over again as I dig deeper and deeper into my wrist with the blade.
"AHHHHHH" I scream as the pain shoots through my arm.
"Jodi, jodi" I hear a voice from down the stair, I hear footsteps coming up the Stairs.
"W..what, what are you doing baby" my boyfriend Ryan of 2 years, runs over to me and gets a wet towel and puts it on my bloody arm.
He looked me in the eye and says.
"Baby, what where you doing?, I thought you where over this, after your dad died".
My dad died nearly 2 years ago.
"I... I know Ryan but I just miss him so much" I say with my eyes filling with tears and they won't stop coming out... Tear, after, tear.
"I know". He wraps me in his arms and kisses my Temple.
"Baby, promise you will talk to me, I really don't want you taking your heartache out on your self". I nodded and kissed him.
