"I needed you and you weren't here!" I yelled,
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He cried.
He looked down at my scarred wrists. Each one of these scars were there because he wasn't there. I looked at the freshest one that was still bleeding slightly, then I looked back up at him. I started to cry as well I never wanted to cut myself, but there was no one around and I felt alone. After all of the things that have happened in my life, it was hard to put on a smile and be okay. There are times when I can't even muster up enough fake smiles, and I try to find him. Most times he is there, but the times he isn't are the times I grab a knife. I have tried a punching bag, but it never works long enough.
"I'm sorry too." I whispered. I let my eyes fall shut.
AN: Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers who may read this. Children make sure your mothers know how much you appreciate them. Not just today, but everyday. ~All my love, Ariel