Kimberley's Story

Chapter 9

The next day I woke up and walked downstairs quietly so I don't wake my mother. As I walked by the bathroom I hear somebody crying. There's only my mother and I living here so it has to be her, I wonder why she's crying. I listened for a few minutes as she talked to her boyfriend. "I can't believe this happened". "I guess I should tell Kimbereley. She got up and I pretended I just got up and was getting a drink of water. I have something to tell you Kimberley, its about the baby. For a second I got really excited until I saw the look in her eyes. "I had a miscarriage." she said. Then she walked out of the room crying and later I saw her sleeping with a empty bottle of whiskey in her hand. She woke up really mad and going on a rampage, she told me to take out the garbage and when I just went to take it out and didn't say ok, she got really mad at me. Later when I thought she had calmed down, and I decided I would tell her about Tim and seeing dad, well I was wrong, she stood up and slapped me and yelled at me for not telling her before I was even able to tell her about seeing dad. I ran to my room crying and saw my blade, I thought for a minute then before I had really made a decision I walked over and grabbed it, then made a quick mark, after that mark I was gonna stop but feeling the stinging of it made it feel as if I just had to make another one, and soon my whole arm was covered with cuts and finally I stopped crying and went to put the blade away once again and probably not for the last time. I checked my phone only to find out I had 100 new messages; 80 from Tim, 10 from my father, and 10 from my mother. I read them all but I don't respond to any the most recent one says "hey message me soon baby :)" it was from Tim, and the receiving time was about a half an hour ago. Then I received another message from him saying "come on and message me back I miss you let's hang out" yet I still don't reply. I end up going to sleep early and having a deep dreamless sleep.