New Character alert! Pay close attention to the details of the knew boy Josh he will be important later!
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I woke up in a puddle of my own dry blood. I slowly dragged myself out of the bed allowing each and every razor to make its mark on me. I picked up my phone Josh had texted me while I was out so had Tom. Normally these silly little text containing things like "Hey you!" and "Hello acquaintance" Josh was one of those people who had no clue there was even a wall. By the time I got around to putting it up he hoped over it. But him being hundreds of miles away made it ok. I trusted him with anything, told him everything. But at this moment, neither he nor Tom compared to this crazy rage that boiled inside of me.
I plucked a razor carefully off the bed and tucked it neatly in my bra; I stepped quietly into the bathroom and ran water for a bath. Then I walked into the kitchen were all my medication was kept in a cabinet by the coffee pot. I took 2 Lunesta, an Adderall, and a few schizophrenia pills, I dry swallowed them quickly. I weaved my way back into the bathroom and shut the door, then locked it.
Slowly I pulled the blade out of its warm hiding place and set onto the counter with a small metallic ping. Slowly I undressed and examined the wounds on my thighs, butt, and lower back. I smiled as the blood dripped down out of them. 'There is no way I can survive this' I thought climbing into the full tub. I shut off the water and reached over to the blade on the counter. I leaned back into the tub gripping the blade in my hand tightly, watching the blood rise from under me and flow into the water. I brought the razor quickly over to my chest and carved a small curving heart on my hip, then held out my left arm. I lined the blade up with my vein on my inner elbow dug it in and ripped it down. Blood sprang out of it like a spilt glass of milk.
I smiled, after just seconds the water around me was a faded preppy pink, I pulled the razor back and hacked at my leg adding to the red. My eyelids fluttered and I went into a sub conscious state. There was a nocking at the door. "Brittney! It's Hanna Please Please let me in!" she pleaded on the other side of the door. I stood up shaking the little blood left in my shifting through my body. I opened the door, blood puddled the floor around me as it sprang from my wrist, side, and all over my legs.
She began sobbing at the sight of me but didn't dare look away from my silent mangled body. She ripped out her phone and dialed 911 and as she did everything in me wanted to fight it but my body wouldn't accept my commands and I listened to her cry into the phone. My eyes went hazy and I fell backwards and hit the ground hard. The tile floor under me was cold and wet. Slowly I lost the sense of what was going on and blacked out completely.
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