[ Ch. 5 ]

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Chapter 5

Tris' POV

I woke up the next morning feeling sore around the neck/jawline area. Looking in the mirror, I saw that there was a large hickey. I screeched in alarm, causing Kenzie to rush into my room. "WHICH CELEBRITY DIED?!?!" I turned around allowing her to see the bruise on the neckish place. Her eyes widened in suprise. "We should put some concealer on that!"

Without even asking for permission, Kenzie brought out my makeup and quickly concealed the hickey. "If that's all it took I could have done it myself." I scowled but, in a way that she knew I wasn't really upset. "I think the proper term is 'Thank You' "

After showering and getting dressed Kenzie and I decided to drive to school today considering it would be a bit colder outside.

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Once we got to school I made my way to my locker, tasting blood. I touched my lip and saw blood on it. Touching it again, I realized it was completely split. (Like vertically.) It didn't hurt so I ignored it, not even bothering to wipe the blood, and made my way to class.

After class I went to my locker. Hearing a growl behind me, I turned around to be faced with Luke. His eyes widened and I could see the anger as he stared at my cut lip. "Who did this to you?!?!" He fumed. "I don't know. I got to my locker and just noticed it." He gently grabbed my face in his hands and examined the lip, wiping the blood off with his thumb.

----------At Home Cause I Don't Give A Damn----------

As Kenzie and I got inside the house I felt my wrists tingling under the bracelets. I ran up the stairs leaving my bag by my room door, and went to my washroom. Locking the door behind me, I turned to face the mirror and took my bracelets off. I looked over my scarred wrists and grabbed my blade.

I sat on the toilet lid and put one tip of the blade to the vanity and the other to my index finger tip. Using my other hand, I lightly flicked the edge of the blade making it twirl around just so that it wouldn't cut me. Sighing, I put the blade back into a box where the other blades were, sealing the lid with a tied ribbon.

I opened the window and threw the box out towards the street, accidentally hitting someone in the head. I turned away and stared at the wall opposite of the window for a few seconds before realizing that they probably opened the box. I turned back seeing that they had done what I anticipated, and quickly closed and locked the window.

*A/N Sorry if it's shit. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. And for anyone who still plans on or will continue to read this... Thank you, I love you.

Last weeks Sunday my mom took my iPad away and wouldn't let me use the Internet for a week. She changed my password to only something she knows. That weeks Thursday I wanted to show my mom who Mike-Ro-Wave is since she and her friend were planning on making me an actual microwave for Halloween. The thing is, I'm not allowed to have Vine, Twitter, Keek, etc. so I deleted those apps while she wasn't looking. Yeah she gave me an extra two days. So I got my iPad back on Tuesday. I'm only allowed one hour a day. I still sneak at night tho. Right now it's like 11:10pm and I'm obviously not allowed to be on, but I'm on till like 12 so ya. Just wanted to tell you!

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