Roxie sat at the end of her bed, knees curled tightly against her chest, she was breathing deeply, trying to hold back the tears. 'Why me god?'
She sat up and walked over to her desk at sat down, staring up at her reflection. She was a mess; she lit a cigarette and took a long drag trying to get her thoughts together.
'Why would Sab do this to me? I…I thought she cared.'
'Did I read the wrong signs?'
Various thoughts were flowing through her mind. She was hurt, very much so.
"I'VE RUNIED OUR FRIENDSHIP!" screamed Roxie into the dark room, here voice echoing eerily throughout the empty room.
"It's...all...my...fault..." breathed Roxie through her sobs, the hurt and pain overwhelmed her as she collapsed into a heap near the door.
Staring through the room, all she saw was darkness, except for the glinting blade near her feet. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand, sniffed hard and picked up the blade. She manipulated it with her fingers; it was shining in the light. Guilt began to grow inside her, and she squeezed it tightly as she again, fought hard to hold back the tears.
She released her grip, and pulled up her sleeves, brining the blade up to meet her left wrist. She hesitated a moment, wondering if it was worth it... 'It?? Yes Sabrina is worth it. It's all my fault!'
Agreeing with this she plunged the blade into her wrist and began to drag it across, gritting her teeth and tilting her head back as she wrenched the blade across. Feeling the blood began to trickle down her wrist, she let out a little gasp, and stared down at her wrist. She had cut along the entire length of her wrist without even realising it.
'I'm still alive'
Hurling the blade to the floor, she raised her arms above her head, and began breathing deeply, anger bubbling below the surface.
'What was I thinking? This is Sabrina's fault!' She rose to her feet and started to her bed, she stubbed her cigarette out on a picture of Sabrina, watching silently, her face drained of emotion as Sabrina was engulfed in flames…