Self harm

Chapter 2

"Molly. Come here now." Her mum shouted up the stairs. She got up from her bed and quickly walked downstairs to see what her mum wanted. "Yes mum?" Molly asked. She was worried. Normally her mum would ask her to do something. She would do it wrong and her mum would beat her.
"Cook me dinner." Her mum demanded, "and get your brother something too."
She nodded and walked into the kitchen. She didn't dare ask her what she wanted her to cook. Usually if she asks her mum has a go at Molly and hits her so she just took a risk and cooked what she thought was right. She made them tomato pasta with bacon and a few vegetables. She dished it up. She gave herself the smallest amount. Molly brought the 3 plates out to the dining room table and then placed knives and forks down next to each meal. "Mother, dinner is ready." Molly called up the stairs. There was no reply. She went and sat at the table and began to eat. Moments later her mum and brother walked through.
"What the fuck is this?" Her mum shouted. Anger took over her mothers face. Molly didn't know what to say. She looked at her mum and then at the food and then back at her mum.
"Well fucking answer me you bitch." Her mother shouted at her again
"I-I thought you liked pasta." Molly stuttered. She could feel herself shaking. Her mum looked at her and laughed. She then walked round to Molly and grabbed her. She dragged her upstairs by her hair and chucked her into her bedroom.
"Next time you ask me what I want to eat. Do you understand?" Her mum shouted at her. Molly's mum left the room and went back downstairs. Molly closed her bedroom door. She sat on her bed and put her headphones in. Tears began to roll down her cheeks. All she wanted was for her mum and brother to love her. She felt so alone and so scared. She felt like she had no hope. She pulled a blade out from the black box and rolled her sleeve up. She pushed the blade down hard and dragged it across her arm about a dozen times. The pain felt great for her. She felt alive again. She felt like she wasn't completely dead. The blood poured down her arm and on to her bed. She cried out in pain and began to shake. The pain in her arm had just hit her. The numb feeling had gone and all she could now feel was the cuts the blade had made. She put the blade away. She walked over to her wardrobe and pulled out a massive jumper and pj bottoms. She removed her clothes and put on the pj bottoms and the massive jumper. She then put her phone on charge and jumped into bed. The event that just happened kept replaying in her mind until eventually she managed to fall asleep.