Apples

Chapter o2

sorry for such short chapters! the chapter after this will be much longer, I promise! will be posting the next chapter either tomorrow or in a few days. enjoy! ;)

-xoxo meg
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Carter and I finished our project an hour early, and we sat on my bed.

"Okay, since we are stuck together for the rest of the year, let's get to know each other."

Carter's jaw clenched. "What do you want to know?"

I shrugged. "Anything."

"Uh, you tell me about yourself first."

"There's not much to know. Everything that you have heard about me is most likely true," I responded. "My twin brother is Ryder, he's the captain of the basketball team. My parents love him and they basically forgot about me."

Carter sat and processed my words for a minute. "I think there is more to a person than their family's identity, and that gossip is just scratching the surface at the very most. There must be much more to you then what has been said. You seem much more complex then that."

I blinked. How was I suppose to respond to that?

"Well, hate to burst your bubble, but that is all there is to me. Guess I'm not that complex, after all."

I wasn't going to tell him I was depressed, or that I have tried to kill myself and that I will soon again, I couldn't. It was none of his buisness, anyways.

"You know Piper, I've heard about you," he stated. "You never seem to open up to anyone, let alone speak to anyone."

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Excuse me? You are one to speak, Carter. Mr. Mysterious, you shut people out, too. So stop being such a hypocrite." I spat.

He stood up. "Fine, judge me however you want. See if I give two damns."

And he strode out of the room, grabbing his things.

I groaned and fell back onto my pillows. "What an ass," I muttered.

~*~

Friday night I cut myself again.

The fight with Carter and school stressed me out and surprisingly the cool, sharp blade only left and stinging sensation; My wrists were numb to the feeling. I bandaged up my wrists and carefully placed the knife away. The slits on my wrist are my 'battle scars', reminders that it is so simple to take my life away from my own self.

My parents didn't even notice my bandages. They were only home for a half an hour, getting ready for yet another one of Ryder's basketball games. All they said to me was a 'Hi honey' and a 'Bye sweetheart.' They didn't even bother to look at me. I went well unnoticed.

I curled up on the couch and watched The Perks of Being a Wallflower: I practically remembered every single line due to my watching it only a million times. Maybe it's the struggling and self conflict that had drawn me to the characters, although they had the comfort of one another while I'm, well, me.

Stuck in my unfortunate, lonely world.

I fell asleep wishing that I could feel infinite, just as Charlie had at the end of the movie.

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alrighty!! chapter two is up.

i guess i am one for drama, and trust my, future chapters will get verrrryyyyyyy dramatic. wait and look for my next chapters!! you aint seen nothin yet.

-xoxo meg