1 Chapter 3
After I had eaten breakfast, I went home to my parents. If you can even call them parents. I went up to my room and look at the new bruises forming on my arms. I think I'm going to go take a shower. I took the usual things with me. A towel, clothes, and a razor blade. I undressed my self and slipped into the warm water. The soap didn't seem to clean me very well. Maybe I need to get rid of the filth that flows through my body. I took the razor blade and dragged it across my wrist. I loved seeing the blood flow out of my arm. It was beautiful really, If anything. It dripped down into the water. The clear water now turning a little red. Sometimes I hoped that I cute a little to deep. I wonder if anybody would care if I died. Probably not. I took the blade again and made some fresh cuts on my forearm. I sighed. Nope not today. Maybe I was to scared to end it all. I got out of the now red water and dried myself off, I put on my clothes and went to my room. I think I'm going to go for a walk. Yes a walk, anything to get away from this place.
I snuck out of the house hoping my dad wouldn't see me. Luckily he didn't. I walked alone, like always. For some reason I wound up at Ed and Al's apartment. I was about to enter the building but I thought 'this is stupid'I turned around and went home.
Unaware of Danielle trying to visit them. Ed and Al where watching T.V.
"Brother, you really do like her don't you?" Al asked Edward.
Edward Yawned. "No."
"You're a bad liar"
"Shut up"
I woke up. Great another day of school. I thought. I slipped on my uniform and I lugged my book bag downstairs, thankfully my dad had already left for work.
The first class of the day Art. Great I have to sit next to Derek, but I also get to sit next to Edward which isn't so bad. I was about to sit down in my seat, but Derek pulled it out from underneath me. I lay on the floor as everybody laughed. But Edward offered me hand and helped me up. "You okay?" He asked. "Yeah, I'm fine thanks."
"When are you going to grow up?" Edward asked Derek.
"Oh what are you gunna do hit me with your fake arm again?"
"Don't you ever lump in my reason for this arm you fat son of a bitch!"
"Why do you care about her? She worthless, pathetic, a complete waste of space."
That's when I realized that this is never going to end, unless I end it.
"Uh teacher Can I use the restroom please?" I asked
"Alright but hurry back" Mr. Hoffmann said.
I heard someone say "No don't come back" on my way out. As I walked down the hallway I reached into my skirt pocket and fingered the razor blade. Once I reached the restroom, I pulled it out and began cutting away. I have never seen so much blood flowing out of me at one time. Had I done it? Had I cut deep enough? Everything became dizzy and I had fainted. 10 minutes had past and noone came. Even the girls that did notice me didn't say anything. They just left me there to die. 5 minutes later my teacher in the girls restroom and he noticed me. He reached in his pocket and got his cell phone and called 911. "It'll be alright" He said. I hope not.
Back in the art room Edward was getting worried. He then heard sirens. "Oh god please no" He said out loud. He then got up from his seat and ran down the hallway. The bathroom filled with paramedics. Ed tried to get past them but was pushed away and told to go back to class. Ed didn't listen. Why did he care so much, he had just met her, but he felt like her knew her forever. Still fearing that the girl in the bathroom wasn't Danielle. But his question was answered when they carried her out in a stretcher. "DANIELLE!" Ed yelled. "Edward go back to class!" Mr. Hoffman retorted.
For Ed the school day dragged on for what seemed like days. Finally the last bell had rung. He didn't bother to get Al. He walked to the nearest bus stop and waited for the next bus to arrive to take him to the hospital.
I opened my eyes slowly. Am I alive? Everything was blurry for a moment, but I soon discovered I was in the hospital. Great I am still alive. God damn, why couldn't I have died? I looked down at my arms, they where all bandaged up. Blood seeped threw every now and then. A short while later, the doctor came to inform me that I was on suicide watch. Great just what I needed. I closed my eyes and fell asleep
Edward sat in he waiting room for hours. Eventually Al came in to find him sitting there.
"I figured you'd be here"
"What that supposed to mean?"
"Oh nothing"
" Just admit that you like her Edward. Give her a reason to make it through the night."
Ed thought about that for a few moments. "Yeah, your right" He said. Al smiled in response.
A doctor came to them and told him they could see her.
I awoke once again, to the sound of a door opening. Oh yeah I'm in the hospital, I almost forgot. To my surprise Edward walked threw the door. He actually came to see me. He pulled up a seat and say down.
"Why did you do it?" He asked.
Tears started to form in my eyes. "Because, because no one cares about me, and I just want to die. And like Derek said I'm a useless waste of space."
"No your not I care about you."
"Really?"
"Mhhmm" He slowly leaned down and softly kissed me on the lips.
(A/N: Tear, Tear)
He blushed like crazy when we separated, and so did I.
"W-why did you do that?" I asked.
"Because I like you" He grabbed her hand and held it in his for what seemed like an eternity. Then Al walked in. "I see you took my advice." He said.
Edward blushed even more. "Al get out of here!"
We sat and talked for awhile until they finally decided to leave. I was still taken aback by the situation. He liked me, he really did like me. For once I was happy. Even after I had tried to kill myself. Ironic.
The nurse came in a little while later with dinner. I couldn't eat. I still hated myself.
(A/N: Review please,and thank you to Rachel for giving me ideas ) )