Just Two Cuts

by thefaultinourfunnystory

After suffering for so long, 15 year old Nicki does an irreversible act. An act that gets her sent to the psycho ward where she meets and befriends Craig and Noelle. She, just like Craig, has an interesting journey during her stay and will never be the same afterwards. Warning: Rated M for themes of suicide, suicidal thoughts, self harm, and other similar issues.

1. Chapter 1

Just two cuts. Two. Then all this will be over. I won't have to suffer anymore. I won't have to deal with the disease called life. Two cuts with this knife and it will all be okay. Two. I've been preparing for this for so long. It really isn't that difficult. Take the knife, slit each of my wrists, and bleed out till I die. Simple. But if it's so simple why is it so hard?

I've been sitting here on my floor, knife in hand, for ten minutes contemplating this. Why do I have second thoughts now? After I've been planning to do this for a month or two. I honestly don't know how long. Time all blended together. Each day just another day I must suffer.

Now I have a chance to end this suffering and I'm hesitating. Why? I'm weak, ugly, stupid, and never good enough. That's why. This is one thing I will be strong enough to do though.

Tip of knife on wrist. Slowly push the knife into my skin. The pain. It's a welcome feeling. It actually feels good. Drag knife through wrist. I'm laughing now. It feels so good. Feeling the blood coming out of my slit wrist. Seeing it stain the carpet red. I don't know why I ever doubted doing this.

One wrist left. One. I take a look at the knife. It's stained red form my other wrist. That's my blood on the knife. The thought makes me smile. Tip of knife on other wrist. Stab the knife into my skin. Yank it across my wrist. Laugh.

This is the best I've felt in forever. Feeling the blood drip form my body onto the carpet. Feeling life leaving my body. Everything getting blurry.

Then I see my dad run in. Call someone and come hold me with tears running down his face. "Hold on" he's telling me, "Please don't die." I tell him to let me die. That it feels amazing. Then everything goes black.