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Bleed For Your Losses
Mai lay, lifeless in that damn room for weeks recovering. There was police investigation after police investigation, and it didn't change a fuckin thing! Every question they asked her was idiotic. They asked her about her relationship with Dan, the head of the gang, and her former boyfriend. For every question about him her answer was,
"He was good in bed, that's all!"
They always said that wasn't good enough, or, that's not what we meant. Bastards. They just wanted to through her ass in jail, and convict someone else.
That woman, the cop, kept coming every day, she'd just stare at Mai. There was something terribly wrong with her, and Mai knew wrong things VERY well!
One day, Mai got so fuckin tired of it she called out,
"What the fuck are you staring at? What the fuck is your problem!? I have a whole through my chest, and all you can do is stare at me like perverted old guys stare at me! You can't even ask the idiotic fuckin questions like the other ass wholes!" She shouted, kneeling on her bed pointing and spattering at her.The woman came over and put Mai's hair behind her ears and said in a calm voice,
"But I can't help but stare at such a pretty girl!" Mai got so irritated and pissed, that she broke the glass vase with the flowers in it on her side table, took one of the shards and put it up to the woman's neck. Mai started walking forward at her, the woman walked until she was up against the wall.
"Listen you perverted bitch! Stay the hell away from me and tell me what the fuck your problem is! Well! What is it bitch!? Not to calm now, are we!!?" All the other cops sprung forward. Three pulled Mai back and healed her as two others assisted the woman/cop.
"This isn't over!! I know there is something fucked up about you! You've got fuckin problems!! Stay the fuck away from me!" Mai screamed as she was healed on her bed, and the woman was exiting through the very door she dared to come in through.
The woman heard Mai's warning, she didn't come back. Of course they police forces probably wouldn't let her go back. Mai's anger and confusion quickly turned into depression and grieving.
One day she went into the wash room, shut the door behind her, and locked it. She also brought in a scalpel she swiped from a tray of tools, hell, they have lots of them. She stood in front of the mirror. She had nothing anymore. She lost her boyfriend, her gang, her money, she was no longer dueling, she had lost contact with all of her old friends from Domino, even Joey. She had gotten pregnant during college with him, so she quit, and then she had a miscarriage. She felt so much grief then that she ran away, ran to Hong Kong, ran away from her life her friends, her education, the man she loved. As a result she came too close to losing her life. But, what good was it now?
She washed her left arm with soap and water, dried it off, prayed to god shortly, then took the blade, laid it across her arm, and swiped. She gasped, the pain was unbelievable, but she didn't stop. She made deep wounds all the way down to her wrist, then she made a much larger cut, immediately, without even touching the right arm, she passed out. There was not a bit of flesh on that arm, that wasn't soaked in blood. The stains spread quickly as the blood seeped from her now fragile body.
Mai's nurse walked into the room with lunch on a tray, with a beautiful new flower in a new vase. As soon as she saw the room empty she dropped the tray and and checked the windows, she turned to the bathroom door, she shook the knob desperately trying to open it. She pulled a key off Mai's side table, and unlocked the door with it. She barely kept in a scream with what she saw. Mai's body was almost completely covered in blood, and the floor had a huge puddle of it. The nurse went frantically searching for a doctor.
Six weeks later Mai awoke fully conscious to find Joey Wheeler sitting beside her bed, head in hands. When she saw him, she nearly started bawling.
"Joey, why are you here?" She whispred/asked quietly, and with little emotion in her voice..
"I received a phone call telling me all the shit you had left me for." He replied sharply.
"Why and how did they contact you?"
"All the medical records from the check ups we had when you were pregnant, they all stated that I was the father, although after hearing this I'm not too sure. I don't know what horrible things you are capable of now." The words stabbed her like daggers, but she knew he had good reason to say that.
"I'm sorry."
"You're sorry. You're sorry. Well I would hope so!!!! What the fuck does 'sorry' help!!!!!?? You are the most fuckin unbelievable bitch I've ever met!!" He shouted as the only reply he could use without physically hurting her.
"Well Joey, what do you want me to say!? Do you want me to say I was wrong to ever leave you? That's not true, you don't know if things would have been better!"
"They couldn't have been worse!"
"Yes they could have! And I know it's hard for you to believe that, but it is! Do you want me to say I'm happy about what I did, and you don't need to be here!? Well I'm not! And believe it or not I do need you here right now! I'm scared to death right now! And I've lost everything! That's why I tried to kill myself, Joey, that's why". She shouted, tears welling up quickly, and starting to stream down her face. Joey sat quietly, now calmer.
"So, Mai, what now?"
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Bleed For Your Losses
Mai lay, lifeless in that damn room for weeks recovering. There was police investigation after police investigation, and it didn't change a fuckin thing! Every question they asked her was idiotic. They asked her about her relationship with Dan, the head of the gang, and her former boyfriend. For every question about him her answer was,
"He was good in bed, that's all!"
They always said that wasn't good enough, or, that's not what we meant. Bastards. They just wanted to through her ass in jail, and convict someone else.
That woman, the cop, kept coming every day, she'd just stare at Mai. There was something terribly wrong with her, and Mai knew wrong things VERY well!
One day, Mai got so fuckin tired of it she called out,
"What the fuck are you staring at? What the fuck is your problem!? I have a whole through my chest, and all you can do is stare at me like perverted old guys stare at me! You can't even ask the idiotic fuckin questions like the other ass wholes!" She shouted, kneeling on her bed pointing and spattering at her.The woman came over and put Mai's hair behind her ears and said in a calm voice,
"But I can't help but stare at such a pretty girl!" Mai got so irritated and pissed, that she broke the glass vase with the flowers in it on her side table, took one of the shards and put it up to the woman's neck. Mai started walking forward at her, the woman walked until she was up against the wall.
"Listen you perverted bitch! Stay the hell away from me and tell me what the fuck your problem is! Well! What is it bitch!? Not to calm now, are we!!?" All the other cops sprung forward. Three pulled Mai back and healed her as two others assisted the woman/cop.
"This isn't over!! I know there is something fucked up about you! You've got fuckin problems!! Stay the fuck away from me!" Mai screamed as she was healed on her bed, and the woman was exiting through the very door she dared to come in through.
The woman heard Mai's warning, she didn't come back. Of course they police forces probably wouldn't let her go back. Mai's anger and confusion quickly turned into depression and grieving.
One day she went into the wash room, shut the door behind her, and locked it. She also brought in a scalpel she swiped from a tray of tools, hell, they have lots of them. She stood in front of the mirror. She had nothing anymore. She lost her boyfriend, her gang, her money, she was no longer dueling, she had lost contact with all of her old friends from Domino, even Joey. She had gotten pregnant during college with him, so she quit, and then she had a miscarriage. She felt so much grief then that she ran away, ran to Hong Kong, ran away from her life her friends, her education, the man she loved. As a result she came too close to losing her life. But, what good was it now?
She washed her left arm with soap and water, dried it off, prayed to god shortly, then took the blade, laid it across her arm, and swiped. She gasped, the pain was unbelievable, but she didn't stop. She made deep wounds all the way down to her wrist, then she made a much larger cut, immediately, without even touching the right arm, she passed out. There was not a bit of flesh on that arm, that wasn't soaked in blood. The stains spread quickly as the blood seeped from her now fragile body.
Mai's nurse walked into the room with lunch on a tray, with a beautiful new flower in a new vase. As soon as she saw the room empty she dropped the tray and and checked the windows, she turned to the bathroom door, she shook the knob desperately trying to open it. She pulled a key off Mai's side table, and unlocked the door with it. She barely kept in a scream with what she saw. Mai's body was almost completely covered in blood, and the floor had a huge puddle of it. The nurse went frantically searching for a doctor.
Six weeks later Mai awoke fully conscious to find Joey Wheeler sitting beside her bed, head in hands. When she saw him, she nearly started bawling.
"Joey, why are you here?" She whispred/asked quietly, and with little emotion in her voice..
"I received a phone call telling me all the shit you had left me for." He replied sharply.
"Why and how did they contact you?"
"All the medical records from the check ups we had when you were pregnant, they all stated that I was the father, although after hearing this I'm not too sure. I don't know what horrible things you are capable of now." The words stabbed her like daggers, but she knew he had good reason to say that.
"I'm sorry."
"You're sorry. You're sorry. Well I would hope so!!!! What the fuck does 'sorry' help!!!!!?? You are the most fuckin unbelievable bitch I've ever met!!" He shouted as the only reply he could use without physically hurting her.
"Well Joey, what do you want me to say!? Do you want me to say I was wrong to ever leave you? That's not true, you don't know if things would have been better!"
"They couldn't have been worse!"
"Yes they could have! And I know it's hard for you to believe that, but it is! Do you want me to say I'm happy about what I did, and you don't need to be here!? Well I'm not! And believe it or not I do need you here right now! I'm scared to death right now! And I've lost everything! That's why I tried to kill myself, Joey, that's why". She shouted, tears welling up quickly, and starting to stream down her face. Joey sat quietly, now calmer.
"So, Mai, what now?"
I hope you guy liked it!!!!!!! I'll write another one SOOOOOOOON!! Remember, REVIEW!!!!REVIEW!!!!REVIEW!!