Opal's Story

'It's okay, I'm here'

(A/N: contains mention of suicide and self harm, read with caution)

Things are great now Tracy's back. The others are so happy, Mike does nothing but smile and Tracy seems really happy too

And me? Well I've...I've relapsed

Every night I hear it. Her scream. The amount of fear. She must've been so scared. And no matter how many times she tells me it's not my fault, I know it is.

I could've killed her...she could've died because of me

I go over to my pencil case and go into the bathroom.

I go over to the door and push it closed, hearing it click I unzip the case and roll my sleeve up, looking into the mirror at what I've become

It really wasn't a pretty sight. The roof was a cry for help, and I didn't get any.

I shakily pull my blade out before placing it to my skin I look up at the mirror again, trying my hardest to stop destroying myself

I let it pierce my skin, I don't even cry. I'm just numb to it all now. That's why I do it. To feel something.

'Opal?'

I quickly pull my sleeve down and open the door to see Carmen

'What are you doing?' She adds

'Nothing, anyway aren't you supposed to be helping the others?' I say

'I was, they sent me up here to find you, we're all going out later' she says

'Okay' I say

She nods and heads back downstairs, I shut the door, pull my sleeve up again and take my blade out looking back up at the mirror

'I have too, for Tracy' I say to myself before doing it again, I drag the blade along like a dog on a lead that's sat and won't move for its owner

'Opal, are you coming do...'

I turn round to see Tracy, she looks at me and smiles but then catches onto my tears

'Is everything okay?' She asks

'I'm fine' I say, trying to hide it away

'Look at me' she says, fear in her voice

It's like she already knows.

I look at her behind me in the mirror, she looks straight at me

'I'll leave you be' She says smiling before leaving

I let all the tears out, one by one, unable to hold them in anymore

I look up at the mirror before looking back down at my arm I let out a gasp, it hurts more than usual

TRACYS POV

Opal isn't okay. I know it. I decide to leave the door ajar, peeping through the crack, I'm shocked when she reveals a blade and her arms covered in blood

'Stop!' I say desperately

She looks up and sees me, I open the door and look at her, tears falling down my cheeks

She doesn't say anything, she just looks shocked

Not nearly as shocked as me. I had no idea.

I'm even more shocked when she barges past me and goes downstairs into the living room, I run after her and she looks at the others then to me, sadness fills her eyes, her feeling like this was killing me

Everyone's asking her masses of questions and then, without warning, she drops to the ground

I look at Mike, more tears fill my eyes, she's so little, she doesn't deserve this pain