Forever

Help Me

" Alex, put the knife down."  I say while walking towards him slowly. " Why, you don't care." He says, lowering the knife slightly. " Yes I do, I'm your best friend." I say while standing next to him. " THATS THE PROBLEM. JUST FREAKING BEST FRIENDS!" he screams putting the knife to his wrist. I grab the knife out of his hands and hold it against my wrist instead. " Riley, don't." He says looking at me with tears in his eyes. " I will it if you calm down and talk to me." I say moving the knife away slightly. He sits back down on the couch and puts his head in his hands and starts crying. I put the knife on the kitchen counter and walk over to sit with Alex. " Tell me what's wrong." I say. He then tells me how he saw something between me and Dan and he took my posters and felt bad and couldn't deal with it because..." I like you Riley, I have since the first grade." I sit there astonished. " But, what, Alex were just friends." I say bewildered. " I know that's why I'm so sad." He says quietly. Oh hug him thinking about what I should do. " I'm sorry, I'm going back to Dan and Phil's, they are having some friends over. Maybe you can meet them." He is hesitant but finally responds. " Ok, just don't leave me." He says standing up. " I promise." I say as we both go to get ready. I put on a gray sweater and light blue jeans with a floral pair of converse. I put on a little makeup and put my hair into a braided crown. I put some shorts and a t-shirt with my MacBook and charger in my bag and go to the kitchen to eat something small for lunch. I make some ramen noodles for me and Alex. He walks out in a grey shirt with Black jeans and Black vans. He also has a beanie and his studs in. " Your letting your emo show dude." I say punching him lightly on the arm. He smiles slightly and sits down to eat. When we were done, Alex and I locked up and walked down the block. I should have brought a jacket, it's freezing. When we get to Dan and Phil's room. I hear something hit the ground and think it's just them being clumsy. I slide the card to open the door. I see Phil on the floor with a bruise the size of a quarter on his forehead and some girl has Dan straddled on the bed. She is pushing her lips onto his forcefully. I don't even wait to see what happens I run away from the door but Alex goes in to help Phil. I run down the stairs and run back to my Flat. I run to my room and crash onto the bed, crying my eyes out. I thought he might've liked me but I guess I was wrong. I walk over to my closet and pull out a little black box I have not seen since 9th grade. I open it and see the glistening of the metal. I walk to the bathroom and lift up my shirt to reveal faint scars on my hip. I hold the blade over my hip and hesitate before slicing into my skin. One for Alex's pain. One for Phil's pain. One for Dan. One for that girl. And one for me.

I rinse of the blade and put it back in the box. I put it into my side drawer and crawl into bed. I just don't care anymore.

*CLARIFICATION: I don't cut but I put it in the story from some other inspiration. ~®¡|€¥*