Here's a new chapter! This chapter is a huge TRIGGER WARNING! This chapter contains self harm and I guess you can call it a suicide attempt. This will probably be the only chapter with a trigger but I'll always tell you just in case. If anyone reading is a self harmer, get help because doing this to yourself and going through that is not something anyone should have to feel because people love you and your not alone.
His laughing echoes in my head as I race out the doors and out the school. I run far and fast all the way to the house tears flooding my vision. With my super hearing, I notice no one is home except Mr. Davenport who is in the lab. I race upstairs to my room and throw my stuff into my bed. I slide down the door after closing it. I draw up my knees and imbed my head in between. I cry my heart out. I just cry and cry and cry. I'm surprised my room isn't flooded by all the tears that fall. I look over to the bathroom and realize what I have to do. I go through each cabinet and finally pull out what I'm looking for. I grasp the razor in my hand and look it over, examining it. This tiny object will end my life. This is the key to true relief. I place the razor onto my wrist and start to press down. Tsk tsk- the sound of it slicing up my skin. I wince at the sudden pain. After about half a minute I lift it up. I watch as the blood streams down my wrist and into the sink. Blood mixed with tears. I do the same to my other wrist. I suddenly stop and throw the razor into the floor. I collapse and fall into a full blown sob. I start screaming and crying and I can't seem to control myself. My vision becomes blurry from the tears and I'm guessing blood loss. I pick up the razor again and press down again. I cry louder. I must have been too loud because I hear footsteps running into my room followed by a loud gasp. Someone snatches the razor out my hand and engulfs me into a tackle. I look up and see a blurry version of Mr. Davenport. He pulls me closer and I sob onto his shoulder. Although I love him, he isn't the one I want comforting me right now, I need him.
"I d-don't want to do th-this a-anymore." I sob.
"I know, it's ok, calm down." I hear him mutter. I hear him take out his phone and he starts to dial 9-1-1. I cry even more as I begin to feel myself drift into unconsciousness. I decide to let the darkness take me, as I know it will be for the better.
Sorry this was kind of short guys, next chapter should be longer. Thx for reading :)