I seriously so sorry guys, I've been so busy I haven't been able to type this up, which explains the shortness. I have up to chapter 5 written up, I just need to get off my lazy ass and type it. Anywho, enjoy. ^^ -Livi
Alois POV
"Why am I still breathing?" I screamed into my pillow, tears turning the powdery blue fabric into a deep sky blue. Multiple ways to kill myself were rushing through my head, I could stab myself, overdose on some of Luca's medication, hang myself in my closet. Although, I tried hanging myself a few months ago and failed greatly, resulting in me nearly being shipped off to rehab. I screamed once again into my pillow. Life shouldn't be this hard, it's completely unfair. Nobody would even mind me being dead, anyways, just one less kid to torture. My mother wouldn't mind, just one less kid to feed with her job of prostitution. But Luca… how would he deal with me being gone? I shuttered at the thought and reached under the pillow to where a small razor blade was strategically hidden. I placed the small piece of metal against the skin on my wrist. I missed the feeling of its coldness, the pain, the stinging sensation that arrived afterwards, it was lovely. I pressed the blade down rather hard and dragged it across my skin. A few large beads of blood surfaced as a few lone tears fell down my face. I continued on, cutting my wrist and forearm again and again and again until it looked like a bloody forest. I placed the blade back under my pillow and used my blanket to soak up the blood as my mother screamed up the stairs for me to come down for dinner. I ripped the blanket and wrapped it around the cuts and put on a highly oversized sweatshirt to hide them. Just another Tuesday night, I guess.