Blood As Tears

Chapter 5

Beatrice sat in her fifth period class. Everything had been going over her head since morning and a hollow feeling was still set in her stomach. She sat at the back , mindlessly drawing the shape of an eye on her notebook and twilrling a strand of hair . She didn't even think of listening what chapter her teacher was lecturing on . Her mind was somewhere else .

Her vision suddenly shifted towards her blue shirt , there was a blood stain on it . Shit she thought . Maybe her cuts started bleeding again . Dragging the fabric towards her elbow to check on her wrist . She separated the jungle of bracelets in her hand to expose red skin , filled with welts and cuts . But none of them seemed to be bleeding .

Weird

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Back in her room . Beatrice Maxwell heard screaming downstairs .

Yep she thought ; this boyfriend is going to leave her too and my mom is going to spirall back into a wave of depression .

She kept thinking why her father left her . Of course the reason was her mother . If she hadn't kept kept sucking other men's dicks her father might have been her for them .

She opened her Instagram and the first post to come before her eyes was posted by Alice.

At 12:52 pm.

In the picture the girl Mia lay on the white tile floor of her school in a fetal position. Her hands where in front of her, eyes closed and blood stains on her clothes. She zoomed in the picture and tried to see where were the places that she had cut.  Her shoulders bled in places where the girl should have had fair skin ,on her  wrists there were cuts littered. Her eyes were closed but one could look at the glistening liquid on her tears. Beatrice could taste the flavour of her own tears now.

In the captions was written
“  Mia lee;  daughter of  our lovely psychology teacher  Mr James Lee . Found on the washroom floor of the high school ; broken , depressed and victim of herself performing self harm .
So much for her dad being a psycology teacher . Ha ha ha ha “

She remembered Mia running to the washroom after the clash in the hallway. She gasped. Maybe holding Mia like that would have caused her sore cuts to bleed.

Alice too wasn’t a fan of Mia’s father or Mia in general. Most likely, this way she would get her revenge on their psychology teacher Mr James.
That stupid girl, Beatrice thought. But right now was not the time to deal with Alice, she had to calm Mia down, and check on her too.

Beatrice drove her bike towards Mia’s house. Getting out of her own was quite easy, Her mom was busy fighting her soon to be ex and she didn’t quite pay attention on what her own daughter was doing. She took her as more of a curse than a daughter. At least the price for school was less.

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She had to ring the doorbell four times before there was any reply. And from the looks of Mia’s mom’s face she knew that she should have kept some patience.

“What do you want at this  hour? ”her mom spoke.

“it’s still eight pm “ Beatrice replied.

“so what?”

“I need to talk to Mia, ma’am it’s urgent”

“school Project?”

“even more urgent”

“what else could be more urgent?” the lady replied.

Your daughter can suicide if you don’t let me know about her whereabouts.  That’s exactly what Beatrice wanted to scream at the lady. But she controlled her self. All she said was

“it’s urgent, please”

The woman looked at her nails and smiled at them.

Crazy lady, no wonder why her daughter cut.

That’s when her psychology teacher appeared behind the lady.

“Hey Miss Maxwell?  What brought you here?” he said

At last some help.

“uhh…good evening sir. I wanted to talk about something to Mia, it’s quite urgent . Is she here?
She asked with the sweetest voice ever.

“Oh, she not home right now,  she’s gone to Alice’s place. I didn’t know that they were friends. “

Oh shoot.

Beatrice turned and started running towards her bike. She shouted a “thank you” at Mr James and speed off. 

The house of Alice was quite close.  She tried to think what might be occurring at her place. Will Mia scream at her?,  will they call the cops at her?.  Will It become a huge fight. ? Beatrice couldn’t think straight. And most probably she wasn’t even looking straight because that’s when she drove into a dustbin. And all her thoughts went in the trash. 

Her knee and forehead stung. This wasn’t like cutting..  Purposefully cutting herself didn’t hurt,  but this did.  To be true she didn’t use to cut her face to be exact.  Her fingers had crimson liquid on them.  Not the first time of that.

She hurriedly for up, picked up her bike and drove off. 

Everything was calm outside  Alice’s house,  no police,  no worried neighbours . That meant there was not violence going on inside. 

She rang the doorbell to this house . She was soon greeted with friendly eyes . The lady at alice's door  seemed friendly , Beatrice had never met Alice's  mother . She had fine lines of wrinkles around her eyes and was tall and lean. The house was lit up and seemed warm and comfy , unlike Mia’s house. 

“You here for the science project with Mia and Alice ?“ The middle aged lady said

“yeah” she said.  
A science project which includes picking up a blade and mutilating yourself so all pain vanishes.   But she didn’t say that.

The lady let her upstairs and showed her where to two girls were.  Beatrice thanked Alice’s mom and  opened the door. 

“what the –“