New story! My other one is getting a little boring, so I thought I'd write this one, which was an idea floating around in my head for a while. This covers some more serious topics, so reader discretion is advised. And please remember to F&F!
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Max's POV
I sat on the edge of the bathtub, watching as the red from my wrist slowly dropped to the edge of my arm, and fell to the floor. I set my blade down next to me, and pressed a paper towel against the newly made cut. Classic Friday. I glanced up and down my arms recalling all of the cuts and their stories.
The first one- the day my father left me and my mom- my old switch blade.
The one closest to my elbow- the night my old step-father came home drunk- done with a shard of a broken beer bottle.
The one I was currently holding- the day I was slammed into a locker door by a useless whore- done with a razor blade, 1 minute ago.
Among them were somewhere around 15 others, all of them having the stories that I remember oh so vividly.
I waited for about 5 minutes changing the paper towel halfway through for the slice to stop bleeding, then hid my razor blade back behind the mirror where it would stay until the next time. I yanked my sleeves down, to cover up any signs of any cuts being there at all. And like usual; it worked.
I stood up and started to head back to my room, when my phone abruptly started ringing.
(A/N: "Regular"= Max "Italics"= Ella)
"Hello?"
"MAX! Me and Nudge just scored 4 front row tickets to a B.A.N. concert! OH- and it's tomorrow! WE'LL PICK YOU UP AT 6!"
I was about to respond to her when I heard her hang up the call. Rude. I stared at my phone for a minute before it set in.
I was going to a B.A.N. concert. Front row. Tomorrow night.
Now at this point, some of you may be thoroughly confused, so I shall kindly enlighten you.
B.A.N.= Black as night= Amazing rock band= Hot members= lots of fangirls (which may or may not include me...)
I glanced over to the clock. 10:42. My Mom and sister were most likely fast asleep in their own respective rooms, so I decided to go to bed, which is pretty early for me. And I was seriously excited and terrified of what was to come tomorrow.
I KNOW, I KNOW. Really short, right? Well I kind of have to go to Hot Topic right now, and I wanted to get this published today, so expect another chapter soon!
BTW The Hot Topic franchise is only like, 761 million dollars, so if anyone feels like giving me a late birthday present...