Tamzin

I was uncomfortable standing there, almost as if my insides were rubbing against each other. It felt strange and unnatural. I needed to cut. 'I'll be back.' I said to Declan, before making my way to the bathroom.

As soon as I had locked the door behind me, I closed the lid of the toilet and sat down, taking off my bracelets. Pulling a blade from my pocket, I grasped the cool metal and cut on the inside of my wrist. I watched the blood flow, and felt my discomfort flow out with it. I was afraid Declan had felt how thin I was when he hugged me. I cut my other wrist in the same place to be sure, before I blotted the wounds with a tissue, washed them, covered them with band-aids and put my bracelets back on.

I was still sat on the toilet lid when I started to feel faint, and I leant against the wall of the cubicle to try and stop the dizziness in my head. The world started to go dark when I heard a voice calling my name. 'Tamzin? Tamzin are you in here? Are you ok?' What was going on? 'Tamzin please… answer me? I'm in the women's bathroom for Christ's sake!'

'Declan?' I answered weakly, more to myself than anyone else. 'I'm here…' I tried to sit up, causing the world to spin again.

'Can you open the door?' He asked. When I didn't answer he began trying to open the door. 'Shit.' I heard him mutter when he opened the door. I didn't look up. I didn't want to see the disappointment on another stranger's face. He dropped the coffees on the floor and they began to mix with the blood I hadn't noticed I was lying in.