Adopted by BajanCanadian

The Cutting

Warning: if you've had a self harm history I recommend you skip this chapter :) you've been warned 💩

I woke up.... In a hospital with tubes and needles hanging from my arms, I was in pain from head to toe but it killed the most in the stomach. I forced myself to sit up, I pulled everything out my arms and attempted to stand up, I just collapsed to the floor.
The doctor opened the door and ran over to help me up, then I got questioned.
"What are you doing?" The doctor asked with a glare of suspicion
"Getting out of here!"
"You cant!"
"Why"
"You've ...... Got ......"
"Tell me!"
"Dextrocardia"
"What's that?"
"We've had to move your heart to the other side of your body"
"Oh?"
I stared at the doctor with shock........but I still needed to escape this hell hole, so punched the doctor square in the nose and ran for the doors. Then I saw Mitch, lying down, sleeping, with tears running down his face.
"Dad!........."
he opened his eyes and saw me, he shot up like a bullet and hugged me.
"Owww!"i yelled in pain
"Oh sry"
Five minutes had passed and he told me that I had amnesia (forgot what happened).
"How is Timmy?"
"Oh.... Um... He's fine! Ye he's perfectly fine"
"Ok"
He looked at me then tears started to roll down his face because he knew he had lied and Timmy was dead. We got home and everyone was waiting for me, as if they planned a party for my return, Which they had. There was food laid out on the table and there was a welcome home banner on the wall.
"Welcome back Callum!!!!"
"You really didn't have to do this"
"Yes we did! Oh and sorry for your loss......"
"What loss?"
"You can't remember what happened" Adam said with strange looks
"Remember what?"
"Timmy died"
"WHAT!!!!!!"
"Oh oops I wasn't meant to tell you" Adam said with a giggle
"Ho.....w did..... heeee. d.die?"
"He was hung them his neck was sliced open!"
I burst into tears and ran up the stairs and cried and cried until Mitch came up and sat next to me.
"I'm sorry for lying"
"He is de...de....dead!"
"Yes"
A couple hours passed and everyone was asleep...... Apart from me, I ran downstairs but all I could hear were voices of Timmy from memory's from the past. I ran into the kitchen and pulled out a meat knife.
"dont do it.... don't do it...... don't do it"
'slash' the knife slipped through my skin and blood leaked out of the gash in my arm. I cried.... Not from the pain, but from the thoughts running through my mind.
I heard foot steps thumping down the stairs and Mitch charged in, there was blood all over the floor and in the sink.
Mitch came over and hugged me, he bandaged my arm up and cleaned up the blood.
"I'm sorry dad, it was the voices"
"I know, I know"
I went to bed and fell asleep with the thoughts of Timmy's death still running through my mind.