Alex Danvers ran her fingers over the cold, hard basin slowly staring at the reflection that once portrayed herself. Her face was normal, beautiful even, but her eyes held a terrible, heartbreaking secret that only she knew. She brought her right hand over to her left wrist slowly, her eyes closing as she cursed at herself in a low whisper.
"Stupid, stupid girl..". She bent down and opened the doors beneath the sink, searching for the tiny shiny piece of metal that brought her relief in one of the most complicated of ways. Peeling through the mixture of makeup and cleaning products she finally found what she was looking for hiding away in the back of the cupboard in a small zip-lock back.
Her shaving razor.
She slowly unclipped the bag, reaching into the bag and firmly grabbing hold of the handle before pulling it out of the bag. She grabbed the scissors from the bench and began cutting away at the razor until she had gained herself five tiny little metal blades.
It wasn't the first, hell it wasn't even the second time she had done this, but each time she still got that shiver when she picked up the silver blade, she pulled her black work slacks slowly before running her fingers over the tiny older cuts that she had made not even a week again.
She placed the blade against her thigh and quickly ripped it away, hissing at the immediate burn as crimson blood began to seep from the tiny wound she had inflicted on herself, she grinned sighing in relief before she did it again and again. There had to be at least 70 tiny and medium sized cuts over her thigh by the time she was done, she looked down for the first time and gasped, dropping the blade and grabbing a nearby wash cloth and holding it against her leg.
"Shit! Shit! Shit!" She cursed, sitting down on the bathtub as she held as much pressure to her leg as possible, hoping that the bleeding would stop before she had to leave for work.
After almost 15 minutes she slowly peeled the blood stained wash cloth from her cuts and placed it under the cold running water. She shoved the blades away into the back of the cupboard before grabbing out the small first aid kid and closing the doors, she put butterfly stitches over the deeper cuts before layering on enough band aids she thought would last for the day. She stood up grabbing her leg instantly at the pain that arose, hissing again as she released her leg.
"Damn it Alex, when are you going to learn!" She said to herself before pulling up her pants and getting ready to leave for work.
She just prayed that she could make it through the day without anybody noticing..
A/N: Okay, so this is the first fanfiction I have written in a while and the first I have written on this subject. I hope you all liked it and will give me a review