SB: Well, I'm back with a new ff, read and review
The rain fell, like crimson droplets of blood, tempting Mariah to step outside and wash sticky red substance from her thin pale arms. She quickly rinsed the sink looking out the window, she was dabbing her arms with the soft toilet paper removing most of the blood from the 2-inch slice on her slender wrist.
'Why am I doing this again?' she thought.
This was her third attempt at suicide; both times an outside force interfered. The first time she was staring down the barrel of a loaded pistol she herself held, the second had that outside force not interfered then she surely would be dead. She had the noose round her neck and was ready to kick the chair out from under her feet.
Her life was hell on earth, her father would come home drunk beat her in the night, and then in the early morning she'd get ready for school and be the happy, beautiful cheerleader again. She finally found a way to control the pain she was feeling, by channeling it through cutting.
A young boy walked out of the house next to hers, a boy she'd been in love with since the day they met. She trusted him, he was kind to her. The boy that had been the outside force interfering with her last two attempts, he knocked on the girl's door. She frantically finished cleaning the blood from her slender arms; pulled on the first hoodie she could grab, and went to the door. She stepped up to her door and opened it with a slow creak.
"Oh, hey," the girl bellowed in surprise.
"Are you ok? Cause you can come over when your dad gets home if you want," the boy smiled.
"You're sweet Kai, but I've got to face my father sometime," the young girl supposed.
"If you're sure Mariah," Kai understood, "But if he hurts you again, then come over." Kai pulled her into an embrace.
Mariah, by a mere mishap, had grabbed the wrong hoodie. She had grabbed a solid white, fleece Areopostle hoodie, and the crimson of the blood was seeping through the sleeves.
"Mariah, what happened?" Kai queried.
"Oh, that. It's nothing, just a slight scratch," Mariah explained.
"Mariah, a nick isn't going cause that much bleeding. You tried to do it again didn't you?" Kai asked.
"No, Kai I told you last time I'd in no way try that again," Mariah exclaimed.
"Mariah!" Kai assumed getting slightly angry.
"Kai, fine, you want me to admit it?" Mariah asked. "Fine, yes, I did, I'd tried to commit suicide for a third time!"
Kai kept her in the embrace as Mariah 's vision became blurry with tears, and she began to fade in Kai's arms.
"Come on Mariah, stay with me, just till I get you to the hospital, don't leave me," Kai exasperated.
But Mariah's vision went black and she was out, she was passed-out from blood loss. Kai lifted her up from the ground, not even straining himself to do so. He carried her to his 1986 Ford Mustang Convertible and hurried to the hospital. He too her to the E.R (emergency room) and they took her back immediately, and took her to ICU (intensive care unit).
Kai was in the waiting room pacing impatiently, tears in his eyes, but he was choking them back.
SB: Well, that's it so far, I just found this on the school comp, after like a year, so tell me what you think if I should continue