adelyn's
The blood dripping from my hand stained the sink. I felt empty; the pain doesn't even greet me. I lift my head; looking myself in the mirror and realize a shadow watching me before slowly raised it hand toward my neck. The shadow strangles me from the back, blocking my airway making me cough. I fought trying to escape from it but no avail. I stopped fighting, slowly giving up as my consciousness started to fade away before my ear catches a shattering sound.
I sat abruptly, my chest going up and down furiously as I tried to catch my breath. I wipe off the sweat that forming on my forehead and slowly knowing what happens.
what a bad dream, I thought before I heard a woman and a man shouting. I just sat on my bed listening to every single word that came out from their mouth. I felt nothing; already used to my parents fighting almost every night. Deep down I just wish I don't exist In this world, my existence is just a mistake that my parents make as they don't expect they would have me.
I stare at the scars in my wrist. Long lines across my wrist can be seen; numerous of them.
why don't you end your life? It easier; no more hearing your parents fighting and need to worry about people thinking about you. A thought came across my mind and I scoffed. Honestly, I don't even know why I'm alive, maybe because I'm afraid of dying.
I was too deep in my own thought that I don't realize my parents already stop fighting. probably already tired of fighting. I unlocked my phone; grabbing my earphone and played my favourite song while enjoying the silence of the night.
The sun rays making their way inside my room as I finish showering. I put on a black oversize hoodie with slim fit jeans and I tied my hair into a ponytail. I watch myself in the mirror, black eyebags can be seen due to lacking sleep. Taking out my foundation and I dabbed in on my eyebags, hiding it away and applying my lip gloss as a finisher. Still ugly as always.
I grab my backpack, car keys and wallet before heading downstairs. The house was quiet as it always is because my parents already headed to work. I enter the kitchen, grabbing a piece of bread and taking the money on the counter; putting it in my wallet. I walked to the main door and see a shattered vase on the floor. Seriously, at least clean the shit they make.
I ignored the shattered vase, not even bother to clean it and slip in my be black converse. I locked the door and head towards my car: starting it and drive to school.
As the ring bell meaning it's a break time. I walked out of my class to the back of the school to spend my break time there. I sat on the bench and open my biology book, didn't bother to eat as I don't feel hungry. I busy jolted down my notes before a figure sitting in front of me. I raised my head as my eyes met the blue eyes. Deep blue eyes like the sea, sending a calm feeling inside my heart before I was snapped out by his deep voice.
"go buy me a drink," he says and that time I recognized him. Zachary Elias, the troublemaker of the school. He was well known by his mesmerizing face, his bad-boy vibes and his excellent grades.
"uh, what?" I questioned him, confused by his sudden request.
"I said go buy me a drink" he replied, an annoyed expression was displayed out loud.
Seriously what's wrong with this guy, simply ordering me buying him a drink?
"sorry I think its better for you to buy it by yourself," I said while getting my stuff and shoved it in my backpack. Ready to leave as I want to avoid troubled. As I'm about to leave, he grabs my wrist making me facing him.
" no one ever says no to me" he stated while closing the gap between our faces. I freeze as I feel his face up close before his eyes lay on my wrist. Just then I realized that my hoodie's sleeve was pulled upward; exposing the scars that lie beneath. I use all my strength to pulled my hand away and walked away. The worried, scared feeling creeps in. I scared if he telling people about the scars and anxious people would make fun out of it because people mostly don't understand why I'm hurting myself or people would watch me with sympathy in their eyes and trying to be a "good listener and advisor" by telling me to go to seek help from the teacher or psychiatrist.it just doesn't help, if I open up to the teacher and they telling me my secret was safe with them.
it was all bullshit.
I felt my vision blurred as I ran to the toilet. I barge in and luckily no one inside as I clutch the sink. The anxiety started to built-in making me hard to breath. The heavy feeling was press on my chest. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself before losing myself. After feeling myself already calming a bit, I out from the toilet and headed to my class because I'm already late for my class. I pushed the negative thought back of my head and pulled my sleeve more so it can cover the scar beneath.
Zachary's
I walked to the back of the school, wanting to relax as I'm feeling tired from the class that weight me down.
U just attend one class and even sleep in the class. A voice appears in my head making me rolled my eyes.
One class is already tiring me, okay.
My eyes were pinned on a girl, black hoodie with brown hair that tied into a ponytail. She was too busy taking the notes that don't even realize my existence there. Like there's a magnet that pulling me toward her, I walked and sat in front of her, without I'm realizing it.
Her eyes making a contact with my eyes and I was mesmerized. Her grey eyes making me unable to broke the eyes contact. Few seconds passed and I regain my composure, without thinking, I told her to buy me a drink. She was in dazed before telling me to buy it by myself. And that time I'm stunned, if I asking other girls, they gladly buying it for me.
But she was different
Is she about to leave I grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer and closing the gap between out face. My eyes studied her face, she not as beautiful as other girls in school but still shes beautiful. Somehow my eyes were on her wrist, long lines across her wrist, there's few faded lines and freshly red like it was new. My eyes open wide but before I said something, she stormed off leaving me in shock.
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