Chapter One: Not A Perfect Angel
Once again I was on the bathroom floor with the slash marks on my wrists. Blood drops on the floor and on the blade. Thinking of what life would be without me. Who would miss me? Harry? Lauren? Anyone else? I was still holding the cold bloody blade in my hand. Drops of blood drip of the blade like a melting ice cream cone on a hot summer day.
All of the sudden there were three loud bangs at the door. What do I do? I started panicking. I ran to my room and picked a towel of the floor. I went to the bathroom and wiped the blood of the floor. Cleaned the blade and put it in the drawer. I put eight band-aids on, and threw my bracelets back on. I ran down stairs and turned the T.V. Threw open the door and saw Michael in front of me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, he is suppose to be at his cousins for the weekend.
"I texted you like twenty times saying I was coming," He said.
"Oh, I left my phone in Ashley's car when she dropped me off last night," I said sitting on the couch.
"Why are you still with her?" He asked changing the channel.
"Everyone knows she is cheating on you with Nifinson," I was dumbfounded.
"Yeah. I thought you knew."
"NO. If I did, I wouldn't be with her."
"Yeah it's been like 8 months."
"Oh, did I tell you she is now pregnant?"
"I think you should go. I need some time to think."
Okay. See you later I guess."
"Yeah," I can't believe it. Why did I just hear about this. Eight months. Why can't I get it out of my head? I should of seen this coming. I should call her with the home phone. Snatched the phone from the wall and typed in Ashley's number. It rang and rang and rang until it stopped ringing and told me to leave a message. So I did.
"Hey, I was just wondering if you wanted to come with me and Luke to our annual movie night? It's okay if you don't want to, it's just that we don't see each other as much as we use to. So please call me back when you get this message."