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Stella's POV
It's good to be home again, I was discharged from the hospital yesterday afternoon.
Now it should be so much easier to avoid everyone else.
The police came to the hospital to see if I remembered anything and could give a statement that my father abused me, I couldn't so he is only gonna get charged for attacking us at the hospital, and my mum was too scared to say anything.
I was in hospital for a week, which consisted of my mum and everyone else visiting, Jade trying to remind me the times we went to Jet brew together, she even showed me the what I hate video she made, it was hilarious, I laughed, told her it was cool, but I still couldn't remember anything.
Andre had hardly left, now that I think about it, I dont think he slept, I hate putting him through this, but I am doing this to save him, he doesn't need me, he's better off without me.
Cat came in almost every day, she wouldn't stop crying, it broke my heart, cause she reminds me so much of Lilly, she kept sneaking in her homemade red velvet cupcakes, thank god, cause the hospital food sucked.
They dont know I am back home, and unless someone from the hospital tells them or if my mum calls them and-
Damn, she's gonna call Lilly!
"Mum!" I call running down the stairs, back decision, I feel really dizzy now.
"Oh, Stella, I just called Lilly a few minutes ago, she's on her way now with your friends" mum says smiling, even with that huge bruise my father put on her face.
"I dont want any of them coming round, I dont want to see them, ever, I dont know them, I dont want to either!" I scream, regretting it when I turn round and see everyone I have been trying so desperately to avoid standing there, with a hurt look on their face.
I dont explain, I just push past them with tears in my eyes, and run.
I ignore the pain pulsing through my body, partly because I just got out of the hospital and partly because I really need to work out more.
I keep running until I collapse under my favourite tree, in my favourite park, where I have always gone to be alone, to think.
I spend what feels like forever crying silently into my hands, it starts to rain and lay down, close my eyes and feel the cold raindrops fall rapidly on my face.
I reach into my jacket pocket and feel around until I find it, my precious razor, the cool, smooth feeling of the silver, metal blade, just knowing it's there makes me feel better, makes me feel more relaxed.
It's still raining, I sit up and I see that the park is empty, thank god.
I take the razor out and just stare at it for a second, making my decision I bring the razor to my sing and pull the razor across one of my scabbed over cuts, I do this three times, going deeper each time, until I see the blood bubble up and leak out, making me smile for the first time today.
I repeat this ten more times until I have eleven harsh, puffy lines of blood on my left arm.
My arm starts to itch and I feel a burning pain shooting throw my wrist, but I like it, it's a familiar pain, it is a good pain.
I pull my sleeve up and I start laughing, I feel like a crazy person, I haven't laughed or smiled (well not a real smile anyway) in so long, and its messed up that this is what makes me happy, but I guess I have always been messed up.
They all hate me, they have to, after what I said, but that is good, it is what I wanted, isn't it?
Of course it is, it is what's good for them.
It's still raining and it's getting dark, but I am not going home, I dont want to, I might just stay here forever, I'm glad that its Saturday tomorrow, I know I'm being a coward, but I really dont want to face them yet.
I lie back down and close my eyes.
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