Blood As Tears

Chapter 3

Now i have really known suffering. And i have survived. I am alone - unloved + without someone to love - the thing i feared the most . I have touched bottom . And i have survived.

- Susan  Sontag

The only thing Mia didn't want to happen, unfortunately occured.

Beatrice saw her cuts .

10 minutes earlier

Mia stumbled into the school building . Full sleeved t shirt, black jeans , converse and cuts , loads and loads of cuts . Only took her a month to make  thousands of cuts on her shoulder , cuts on her thighs, cuts on her wrist, cuts on her arms .

She's allowing herself to drown.

She walks in the school lobby with books tight to her chest and a fast pace.

There's everyone around her ....everyone who can hate her for her terrible grades . Elliot stands before her ...she just needs to get to him, just needs to walk faster and hug him.  That's when she'll get out of this hell hole . That her hole that her mind builds for itself.

Her cuts burn on her body  . The only threat is that if her cuts ever get pulled ; they may bleed.

What if someone thinks about running in the lobby and crashes into me . What if I tumble  and my clothes tear ; reaveling my freak body to the world .

She turns back and front.  Scanning her surroundings but she feels lightheaded.  As if a heart attack was on its way .

Concentrate,dear .

Mia's  eyes stay fixated on the classroom before her .

Just few more steps mia, and you'll be fine,

she kept reminding herself. Her forehead was beaded with sweat. Her  breathing became rapid ; gushing out of her nose but nothing to suck

She felt faint and then she collided with Beatrice . 

Her eyes  rolled up into her  forhead when she crashed into the other girl and lost her balance . Beactrice's arms gripped Mia's shoulder and other held her  wrist to prevent her painful plummet on the floor . Mia winced. Probably crashing on the floor would have been less aching than getting her  sensitive skin ripped .

"Oh Gods are you okay?"Beatrice questioned

"Yeah" Mia croaked out . Her wrists stung and blood started pouring out. The pink shirt that she wore was now soiled with drops of  blood and she hid her left wrist behind her back , the other arm was still in the other girl's hand . She fixed her backpack strap over the cuts to hide the crimson stain .

" So where're you heading to?"Beatrice smile while asking

"Ch-chemistry" Mia croaked. She really  didn't care about chemistry she wanted to rush to the washroom and clean up and then run home ...skip school. Skip her life, no, end it.

Beatrice giggled " oh yeah I'll tell you something , I'm also going to mr Jackson's class wanna accompany ?".

She can't...mia can't. 
Her eyes started watering around the edges and her shirt continued to soak in blood . She jerked her bleeding arm away from Beatrice and ran towards the girls washroom .

Beatrice stood shocked at the strange reaction of the girl . She wasn't really watching the direction she was walking in. She never does to be honest . The lobby was already crowded by others and  they  do give her space to walk while she chattered away with Annie . That's when her back smaked into someone.  Mia .

After the strange five minute interaction with Mia.  She walked down to her chemistry class and compleltly forgot about that strange incident.  obviously she would . There we're a ton of freaks in the school . She was one of them too .

On the other hand , Mia , sat on the cold floor of the school washroom . Her knees were close to her chest and sobs wrecked through her body . The bright shirt now had splattered drops of blood here and there . She had tried to stop the bleeding but she couldn't.

That's when she heard the clicking sound of a camera.