I filled up the sink with warm water. My hands shook as I moved the razor closer to my right wrist
I then sliced from the left to right, again and again.
The physical pain, over took my emotional pain, there was nothing else to think about apart from the blood dripping into the sink, slowly tainting the water a bloody red.
I sobbed as I looked at my wrists, blood was still seeping out of the three fresh cuts, recently made. I looked closer just able to make out the faded scars, from long ago, When I wasn't dealing with dad's death so well. I leaning against the locked door and stared at the door unable to move. For what felt like hours, tears stained my face.
I got up and walked downstairs, and towards the lounge running out as soon as my hand wrapped around my clutch, I shuddered it smelt like blood and the clothes were in a pile. I dumped them in the laundry basket one room down, it was painful to walk.
I heard the familiar ringtone of my phone, 'I got the eye of the tige–– I pressed the call button, "Hello?" I croaked, trying to not sound so upset.
"Hey, it's Zayn, you never texted me back, and I already tried to call about three times since last night"
His voice was just as sexy over the phone.
"Hello?" She sounded as though she been crying but I didn't want to pry, my last girlfriend didn't like that.
Once I heard her voice and my heart leaped, I had missed her so much in the last few hours, in which we had not spoken.
I worked up my nerves to finally ask her out, I had been up all night trying to think of what to say.
"Hey, it's Zayn, you never texted me back, and I already tried to call about three times since last night" i hoped I didn't sound to clingy.
"Sorry I've been really—" she hesitated before finishing he sentance, "busy."
I spoke again, "So I was wondering if you'd like to go out for tea with me tonight?"
"I'd love to, where at?" Her voice sounded brighter, I smiled glad she'd agreed to it.
"Does Leonardo's sound okay to you?" I sweetly replied.
"No! No... Please any where else?" She sounded scared, curiosity ran through me, why not?
"Sure, if that's what you want, how about the fish and chip shop down by the warf?"
"Sure that sounds amazing! I'll see you later then?" She silently replied.
"Pick you up at seven? Cyah then." I smiled so hard, and couldn't contain the excitement in my voice.
I'm going on a date with Zayn Malik!
I squealed, but this mornings memories came fluffing back, I shivered glad I hadn't run into him yet.
"Mum!! Is David still here?!!" I yelled across the house.
"He left a note, he went home early this morning at around three I think, he said he didn't feel well, food poisoning" she lightly replied, there must be something I didn't know going on with them, are her feelings coming back? Was she crushing on Dave, I felt disgust, how could you like a man that rapes a 16 year old girl? Ugh. One lonely tear streaked down my left cheek, I felt I was running out of tears.
I tried to take my mind off David, and went to prepare for my 'date'.