Conceal, Don't Feel (»m.c«)

Chp. 2

I feel cold. Not like mentally cold. Not emotionally. Like physically cold. And I'm under blankets. What is going on with me? What is wrong. Go to you room and do it. No! Don't do it! Yes do it! Go upstairs and do it! I then went to the kitchen and got out the knife I use to cut myself. I don't know why I have a usual one. As I went up stairs, I felt like my hand was freezing. The knife was becoming ice and my wrist were glowing again. Just ignore it and get it over with.

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1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16,17,18. 18. I'm 18. I wish I could die already. Why do I go through this? Because that voice wants me to. I don't know anymore. I just wanna go. Can I go? Please? I went to the corner of my room. Then my floor had turned into ice. What? What's going on? I don't care. I just wanna cry. When I kept cutting myself, the ice grew worse. I don't know what to do. Just keep cutting. Cut. Cut. Cut.

The door opened. Mikey came in. "What are you doing? Stop!" He yelled at me. He walked to me and grabbed the knife. He threw it to the ground. I then leaned on to him and he gave me a hug. He then looked at the ground. "How is your floor? How is it? How is it all ice?!" He yelled. "I don't know." I said with tears. Come one. Let's take you downstairs.

Saturday morning. I love Saturdays. It was cloudy. I then notice the figure. The evil figure go up stairs. I ran upstairs with my black jeans and shirt. I was wearing a gray sweater that Mikey given me. "What do you want?" I asked. "You. Let me ask you this. What do you want?" He asked me. "For me to go." I said going on to my bed. "No one will love. You must learn that." He then disappeared. I cursed under my breath. What am I suppose since this thing knows me. Wait. He knew my mother. If I ask him about my mother I could get answers. I feel scared and frightened though. I felt like falling. I then realized that when ever I get scared or nervous, ice forms. Great. What am I suppose to do now?

"38 cuts rose. 38 cuts." Mikey said to me. "Why? Why would you do this. You were the happiest kid I knew. What happened to that Rose? The Rose who drew fairies. The Rose who was 15 and believed fairies were real? Like what 15 year old thinks that. But that was Rose. I don't know who she is anymore?" He said. "Look I'm sorry! I don't know why I do it! It's just that. It's Linda. It's Linda. She makes me feel miserable. Okay? Linda is my answer! Your ex girl friend is my answer! Okay! YOU DONT KNOW ME ANYMORE MICHAEL! JUST STAY OUT OF MY LIFE RIGHT NOW!" I yelled. "YOU KNOW WHAT! FINE THEN. I WILL. I WILL LEAVE THIS HOUSE AND NEVER COME BACK! OKAY? BECAUSE YOU SEEM TO NOT WANT ME TO HELP! SO ILL LEAVE FOR YOU OKAY?!" He yelled back. I didn't want to look at him. I felt the vibration of the door closing. What have I done? My couch then became ice. I cursed. Why is this happening to me? What's wrong with me.

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(A/N)

Huh? Is dis short? Was this emotional. Probably not. Okie then. Failed. Bia

~Rapunzel_Irwin