A.N. Depending on if I get positive reviews or not, I may or may not continue with this story. I'm not really satisfied with how this first chapter came out, and I'm not sure where I want this story to go. So...yeah. Tell me what you think.
Jade's P.O.V
I walk over to my desk and grab my favorite pair of scissors. Then I walk over to my bathroom. I press the blade firmly against my wrist, and drag it across. It stings, but I ignore the pain. I repeat this action again and again, until a steady flow of blood seeps from the wound. I watch the blood flow for a few minutes, then reach over and turn on the faucet. The water gushes out, washing away the evidence of what I had done. I rinse the cut and the scissors thoroughly, and spread some Neosporin on the cut. Lastly, I slap an extra-large bandaid over the wound. Exhausted, I stumble over to my bed. As soon as my head hits the pillow, I'm out like a light.
The next morning I wake up. I peel the bandaid off the laceration to take a closer look at the angry mark on my wrist. I spread some more of the salve onto the wound and put a fresh bandaid onto it. I take a little more care choosing my outfit this morning, considering I have to hide the stupid mark. I end up deciding on a black sweater and black skinny jeans. I go downstairs and make my morning coffee. I sigh as I sip the bitter brown liquid.
When I get to school, I finish off my coffee and throw the cup in the trash. When I turn around, a small red ball of energy collides into me.
"JADE! GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT!" Cat squeals, hopping around like a bunny.
"What," I mutter, yawning.
"MY BROTHER GOT A NEW PUPPY TODAY!" She exclaims, her voice dripping with excitement.
"That's cool."
"But he killed it," She says, looking a little bit sadly at me. "But my brother told me that it went to doggy heaven and he was going to be able to eat all the treats he wants up there." She says this last bit in a brighter tone.
"Why did he-..." I stop myself suddenly, realizing that if I asked she'd probably go on about it forever. "You know what Cat? Why don't you go and get some candy? Here's a dollar." I hand her the dollar.
"KAY KAY!" She squeals and is gone in an instant, running to a snack machine to get her candy.
I roll my eyes and walk into Sikowitz's class.
"DRIVE-BY ACTING EXERCISE!" Sikowitz announced. "YOU'RE ALL DEPRESSED TEENAGERS WHO JUST GOT DUMPED BY YOUR BOYFRIEND OR GIRLFRIEND."
Irritation bubbles up from inside of me. Everyone in the class knew that he only made that exercise due to Beck and I breaking up...again. This time maybe even for good. I saw him talking to a Northridge girl, which is why what happened last night...happened. I glance over at Beck to see his reaction to this acting exercise. He looks just as put off by it as I do. Good. I sit back in the uncomfortable chair and attempt to take a nap.
At lunch I go to grab a burrito from Festus and hurriedly lock myself in the janitor's closet. I didn't want to see Beck, after all. I didn't want to see or talk to anybody. I take a bite of the burrito, but it just sticks to the top of my mouth like glue. I could feel tears threatening to make an appearance. But I swallow them down. Jade West doesn't cry. Crying is weak. I dig my fingernails into my palms, trying my best to pull myself back together.
I tilt my head back and rest it on the wall I'm sitting against.
"Why?" I sigh, my voice trembling slightly.