"Maddie wait up!" I yelled as I ran up to my new friend. She's really the only one that talks to me around here. "James what up? Omg have you heard about the new boy, he's a fucking hottie!" I don't really pay attention to boys but he sounded really cute. I've never had a relashionship or had a first kiss or even a valentine. I geuss everyone just hates me that much.
I walked to my first class, art. Art was my favorite since that's the thing I'm only good at. I can express my feelings in many many ways on a piece of paper. At least this time it's not my skin. "Hey you, I like your bracelet where'd you get it from? It's pretty sick," A deep voice came from beside me, I looked up and there he was, the new kid everyone talks about. He had dark black hair dangling over his eyebrows, dark brown eyes, red fierce lips and a lip piercing. "I got it from Hot Topic, Thanks!" I felt my heart melting in my insides, oh my gosh he is hot.
As the bell rang for the end of last class I ran up to Maggie and told her all about me and the new kid. "We have history and art togther omg he's so cute and were partners for the history project ong omg I'm freaking out!" I ran out of breath quickly. "What's his name?" Maddie asked, "Jacob." Maddie was obsessing over his name the whole way home.
"Bye James I'll see you tomorrow with your new boyfriend!" Maddie started teasing. "He's not my boyfriend Mads!" I searched threw my bag for the house keys and opened the door. "Mom! I'm home!" I didn't hear an awnser, they probably went out or something. I grabbed a apple from the fridge and ran upstairs to finish my art.
"Jamie get your ass down here now!" Oh shit my parents are home. I ran down the stairs as quickly as I could. "Why aren't the dishes washed yet? Your supposed to always wash dishes!" "I'm sorry I'll do them now" I was about to burst in tears. I walked to the sink, and from no where a heavy slap came across my face. My tears escaped my eyes. "If you ever skip dishes again your gonna get it worse next time." I heard my stepdad say over my sobbing.
Once I finished the dishes I ran to my room as quickly as I could, I needed to get my hands on my shiny blade. I grabbed it and locked the washroom door slicing my wrist so hard. I loved the pain of the blade touching my skin and ripping threw, I know I deserved it all. I ran my arm threw the cold water letting out a whimper. I hate my life.
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Open Wounds
Teen FictionJamie lived a horrible life behinde her fake smile. Abussive parents, fake friends, rumors. The only way she coped with her problems was to cut on her white canvas, her skin. One day she met a boy, they truly fell in love, but what happens when sh...