This is way out of character for Alice. Let me worn you once. This a really bad dark fic. This is all basically true. Some of this happened to me. But not all of it. Some is fiction. And this is all very recent. Don't say I didn't warn you, this is a very dark fic. :)

Summary:

Once a good kid, Alice is now getting bad grades, and is trouble with the school, frequently. She runs away, and is enveloped in a world of alcohol, drugs, and cutting. There is no stopping her. The only way somebody's going to stop her is if someone can actually love her. This is her story of finding someone to treasure her heart, and not break it.

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Treasure My Heart; Prologue.

Monday, May 18th, 2009. 5:06 P.M.

Alice Point Of View.

As the blade danced across my wrist, I noticed it went too deep, and one quarter into my vein. Just great. I thought about making a cut deeper, just so I could die. There really wasn't much to live for anymore. But then again, I felt like there was something to live for. I just didn't know it yet. The reason I was cutting myself, was because it had become a habit. And I gave me recognition, I guess.

The reason today for cutting, was because, I was in trouble. Again. In school. But this time I was suspended for the rest of the year. Which was Thursday. Three days away. Big deal. This time it was for calling my teacher, Ms. Swisher, A bitch. My nickname for her was Ms. Bitcher. The whole suspension thing had only happened three times. The first time, It was for cheating. The second, passing notes in class. But the consequences, they weren't out of school suspension. The consequences were ISS, or in school suspension. They were for three days each. This was the third time. And I was in for it with my parents. I quickly got up from the ground where I was cutting myself in the living room, and walking quickly to the hall bathroom, where it had the first aid kit. I put alcohol in it. Fuck. That hard pretty damn much. It was like putting gas to the fire. And next, I put hydrogen peroxide on it. That disinfected it, and I didn't hurt as much. I wrapped it after that. I didnt have my phone at all anymore, so I could get on the computer. I only had one email. From Samantha Franklin. She was way kick ass. Sam was friends with a good group of people. Well, technically not good people. They smoked weed, and drank alcohol. She did all that stuff too. Don't get me wrong, that was cool, but I just didn't do that. My parents were too observant. They would notice. My parents somewhat cared, but not really. And Sam lived in a stash house, and so she got an endless amount of drugs. Her parents were druggies too. Like her. Thats where I wanted to go. Runaway to Samantha Franklin's house. And I definitely wanted to try alcohol and smoke. She cut herself too. I usually told her everything, so she was like my best friend. I glanced at the clock. 6:37 P.M. SHIT. My parents would be home in about 23 minutes. I could make it to Sam's house in 10 minutes. I quickly filled a bag with clothes, money,my makeup, hair products, and food. I wrote a note to my parents, saying that I'm at friends house, and also saying I'm running away for for a while. As I made it out the door. I felt free. Like no one was in my way. And I knew why. The old Alice Brandon that everybody liked, and got good grades was out. The new Alice Brandon, that smokes and dranked was in.

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