So here I sit, cold numb and shaking with a broken razor in my hands, watching the water wash over it thinking about how easy this would a be if I just ended it here... that's when the knocking on the door started! It started out soft spaced out, Judy had come to check on me to see if I was alright but it's getting louder and more frantic... She's started to juggle the door knob and bang on the door with and open hand... She's worried now but I can't hear her over the running water so I can't be sure she's yelling
The ringing in my eyes is draining everything out, my tears have started all over again I don't want to do this! But I can't stop myself! Help me!.. Please? (Because of people with triggers I'm not going to write anymore on this subject I'm going to make a bit of a jump in scene)
The banging has started again much harder and a lot more violent... Clearly it wasn't Judy if I was going to do it I needed to do it now! Holding it steady I was ready to do it... "I'm sor-" they door busted open with a force that would have made anyone scream, but I didn't I could scream because I was crying so hard "charlie!" Doug had been standing by the broken door shocked I couldn't take my eyes alway from the sliver rested on my wrist "Doug move!" Tom rushed in and ripped it out of my hand.
Tom turned on the hot water instantly making my body burn screaming was the first thing I could think of doing "shhh it's ok" my mind was starting to slow down I could feel myself getting weaker "Judy but a towel on the heat she's as cold as ice!" Siting beside me he took me in his arms rubbing on my arm trying to raise my body temperature. The water pouring into my skin felt like fire it turned my skin from blue to bright red "T-T-Tom it b-b-urns" my teeth still chattered and my lips quivered "baby I know it hurts but we gotta warm you up" pulling me to his chest he held me tight rubbing my back "hanson we gotta get her out of the water and into a towel" Doug leant in and turned off the water instantly making me cold again "Judy where's that damn towel" his voice sounded snappy and aggravated... The last thing I wanted was to make Tom mad
He scooped me up into his arms and carried me out of the bathroom into the living room where Judy had the heat on and a towel waiting for me, as she warped I could feel the disappointment hanging heavy in the air to say I felt humiliated was an understatement... I'm sorry
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