Words can Draw Blood

Laura slides the blade across her arm, this time drawing blood. She's cried so much today that her eyes are stinging and her cheeks burn. She slides the blade again, but this time harder. Again, it draws blood, but this time much more. She throws her blade across her bedroom floor as she lets herself fall to the ground crying in both emotional and physical pain. She looks at her left arm as it spills blood, staining her white carpet red. Her phone buzzes in her back pocket, indicating that she received a text. She pulls the phone out of her pocket and without even looking at it, she throws it under her bed. She pulls her knees up against her chest and lays her head down and cries.

(chapter 3 is being written)