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"Always be prepared. Life if full of unexpected.”
“Always be prepared. Life if full of unexpected.”
“Emma for the last time, I am not allowing you to get a tattoo” I said, obviously frustrated. “Give me one reason why not?” My twin sister pushed the topic more. “Well for starters, people could recognize the tattoo and know that the person whose carrying that tattoo on their body is Emma White.” I started, walking away after I got my point across her mind.
“Just fuck off Mason King!” I heard, with loud footsteps and quickly following, a slammed door.
I go upstairs and knock on Raven’s door. “Raven…?” I ask. The door cracked open so I went in. The light was on in the bathroom so I knocked on the door, not wanting to intrude.
I heard quiet sobs coming from the bathroom. I jiggled the door handle. “Raven. Let me in. It’s Eli.” The sobs became quieter but they were still there. I jiggled the door but it was still locked. “Come on Raven. Please. Open the door.” I said, desperation clear as day in my voice.
“Go away.” Was all Raven’s small voice squeaked before the sobs continued. “I’m gonna ask one more time, Raven, open the door.” I say. Nothing happened, just more sobs. I twisted the door handle and pushed the door.
The sight before me scared the living shit out of me. Raven was in the corner, the mirror had been smashed into pieces but there was blood on most of them. There was a sharp piece in her hand, and she looked at me with such horror that it hurt. “Raven,” Was all I could say. But almost instinctively, I rushed over to her, which caused her to drop the glass, and wrapped my arms around her.
She never responded back she just kind of stayed there in my arms sobbing. “Why?” I questioned her. “I was just tired. Tired of all the pain.” She answered. “I don’t want to be here anymore, I don’t want to live.” Was her final response to me before she wrapped her arms around me and just cried.
“Promise me something. Don’t cut yourself. For me.” I said, stroking her hair.
At some point I pulled her onto my lap as I looked at her wrist. The cuts were really bad so I wrapped it up in some bandages I found under the sink, so it wouldn’t get infected. “Eli.” She choked out, after what feels like forever. “Yeah?” “Don’t tell anyone.” She replied. It took me a second to answer before I nodded my head in response. “As long as you promise to never do this again.” I negotiated.
She was quiet for a moment. “Fine.”
“Good, but I have to go to see if Mr. Drunk is ok.” I say, before I got up. On my way to the door, I heard her giggle slightly. I smiled a little bit before closing the door completely.
They stung. Like hell. But of course, me being me, I just ignored the pain. No, I am not some psycho emo creep that cuts for fun. I was one of those people that cut when they are stressed.
It hurts. Bad. But I just focused. Focused on how much put up anger I have for one man. One man who knows how push my buttons but also knows how to make me feel things I have never felt with any other guy before. He is just such an ass but at the same time he can be the most sweetest person ever to have lived. I’m having so many mixed emotions right now about Mason King, its unbelievable.
I got off the bathroom tile and went over to my bedroom closet. I grabbed a dark t shirt and ripped it. I carefully wrapped it around my, currently, bleeding arm.
I had unwrapped the bandages from before because they were itching. I looked at it for a second. It was bloody and looked pretty bad. I didn’t know I had cut so deep. It was horrible.
Like everytime I do this, I feel regret. Regret floods me and before I know it I’m on the ground. Again. But I keep on doing it because it makes me forget about everything for a little while and just focus on one thing. I have never cut because I wanted attention, honestly I could care less about attention. I’m not saying it doesn’t hurt because it does, I just wanna forget.
Forget about all of the pain I have went through. Forget about my feelings. Forget about Mason King. Forget about the people that have betrayed me. Forget about unspeakable things I have seen, and even done. I just want to forget about everything just for a little while. I just mostly wanna forget about even seeing my brother die.
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~Rising5avior & Sky.Infinity