Never Again

Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3

Luckily there was no one in the bathroom when I got there. I rushed to the sink and pulled back my sleeve. The bandage was red and getting redder. I pulled it off gently and washed off all of the blood. So maybe I went a little too deep. I pressed hard on it with cold water and a paper towel but I just kept on flowing. It had slowed down but wasn't enough to stop anytime soon.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I was going to have to go to the nurse and make up some excuse as to why I was bleeding excessively. Why did my arm have to bleed so much? I hated my blood. I hated how it just squirts out and gets its nastiness everywhere and messes up my life.

After about five minutes I calmed down and managed to gather the courage to go to the nurse. I had about fifteen minutes left until first period started so I had enough time. I walked into the office and asked to see the nurse. Of course the secretary asked me why. I hate it when they do that. Do they think I'm going to go in there to ask for candy? No! I'm bleeding for heaven's sake!

When they finally let me in there I sat patiently on the bed thing.

While waiting I noticed out the window that there was a boy standing in the front office. He was fairly tall and had brown hair, probably about my age. He looked over in my direction and smiled. I blushed and quickly looked away. I could've sworn I'd seen him before.

I pushed the thought out of my mind as the school nurse Mrs. Swete came in. when I showed her my "wound" she gasped.

"Oh my goodness! How on earth did that happen?" she cried.

Great, how did it happen? Oh well I was just standing in my bathroom with a pocket knife when I slit my wrist and it just happened to go in deeper than I wanted. Like I was going to tell her that. NOT.

"Um... well I was getting out my friends car when my sweater got caught on part of the fence and pulled my skin along with it." I lied.

"Well your sweater looks fine to me," Mrs. Swete said, eyeing me suspiciously.

"It's got really tough fabric, very durable." I replied.

"I see,"

With that she finished cleaning up my arm and put a big band aid on it.

"You're going to want to leave that on for a few weeks okay?" she said when she was finished.

I nodded and headed out the door. Mrs. Swete stopped me.

"Elsie, just let me know if you need anything. I'm here all hours."

She looked concerned.

"Okay... thanks," I said.

When I got to my locker Willow and my other friend Autumn were already there drawing on my mini whiteboard.

"Dude, where were you?" Willow asked. "You said that you were just running to the bathroom."

"I was, I just was popping a nasty zit on my forehead," I lied again.

"Sure you were," Autumn said sarcastically.

"Okay, okay. I was texting Brinn."

"Again?" they said at the same time.

I nodded. I hated lying to them. But I couldn't let them worry about me.

"Man, you really love your cousin don't you," Autumn said. "And yet she's a sophomore in college."

It was true. My cousin Brinn was 22 and super awesome. We would go shopping all the time together, go out to eat, etc., etc. she was also like a second mother to me. In a weird sort of way. She was always willing to give me advice and help me with things. She and her boyfriend were inseparable and had the best relationship ever.