Underneath her gloves

I'm hiding behind a smile, No one can see my tears, no one knows of my fears, no one knows I have a dark past, no one see my scars, they're hidden beneath my gloves. R&R

Dedication: Rock'n'rollbitch. You're amazing!

Recommended story: my one-shots, if like this, then you'll love them.

Recommended music and listened to while writing:

Bullet for my valentine- all their music

Scary kids scaring kids- faith in the knife

Funeral for a friend- red is the new black

God smack- I fucking hate you

Sum 41- Hell song

HIM- Wings of a butterfly
they all kick ass! You should download ALL their songs.

Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate every one.

I DO NOT PROMOTE CUTTING IN ANY WAY

Plus, I go into a lot of detail in this chapter, if your squeamish, you might not like it…if you love the detail, then enjoy.

TT

First chapter:

In her room she sits alone,

Cutting so deep she can feel the bone,

In the darkness of pain she shudders,

Everyone has a way to escape and this is hers,

Everything's dark, she starts to feel faint,

She's too tainted by this, she knows her fate.

Second chapter:

Later on she walks out blood washed away,

Sleeves down and smile in place,

Her wrist throbs but no cry escapes her lips,

So many months of practice has led to this,

All she wants is to scream and cry,

She needs to breathe, its peace she needs to find.

Say happy and optimistic things,

Flash a smile that always wins,

Even if inside your dying,

At least on the outside you're flying,

Flying through the sky, eyes clouded by rain,

She can't see anymore, her eyes are clouded by pain.

When they got back to the tower Starfire ran up to her room, locked the door and tore off her gloves, not realizing the cry of pain which escaped her lips, blood soaked her arms and her gloves, it dripped onto her carpeted floor and was absorbed into it's fabric. She slid to her knees breathing deeply, not caring about the stains that would be left she closed her eyes.

Her mind was going to fast for her to catch, trains of thought zoomed past her, not letting her understand their words. She was afraid, so afraid, someone knew about her, and not just anyone, it was Slade! Her worst enemy held her head in her hands, so frustrated, too many emotions were flying around her, fear, anger, and despair all hit each other.

Slowly she brought up her gaze, her face stained red from her bleeding wrists. She stood up slowly and walked to her dresser and removed her mirror, behind it was her sanctuary, her freedom, her curse, her escape. All these things lay in a single razor. Her knife was hidden; her razor was perfect for how she was feeling now.

The perfect weapon

It was the perfect weapon, she learned that long ago.

For you only need one.

She held the small object in her thin fingers; they shook slightly in anticipation and in fear. She raised her still bleeding wrist, her breath coming out forced. Then with her back to the door, facing her mirror, her mirror reflecting her lust for the razor.

You only need one

Her teeth slammed together as she slowly dragged the razor along her scared skin. She heard her already bleed cuts burst open, more than before, her eyes shut tightly with the pain she ran it up to where her gloved ended, she then lifted the razor from her now red skin, blood poured freely as if fleeing from her in fear of more abuse of the razor.

The perfect weapon

She turned to the other arm, swapping the razor to the other hand, her muscles screamed in protest as she looked upon her other wrist in hunger, she took a faster swipe this time, and repeated the motion, her skin ripped open on command, skin that was still healing split easily, the cold pain shot through her body, and she threw her head back in protest of pain, she had to let it out, soon enough, she felt her fear leave, and she felt more bold.

Another swipe made sure the despair dripped onto her red floor, she took more swipes, eager for her anger to leave her in the most painful manner. She dropped to her knees, still cutting through her torn up skin, she gritted her teeth and felt her anger seep out.

So.Much.anger

She dropped her razor as it left her; she collapsed on to the floor dropping her razor as she fell. She thought she'd driven the fear away, she thought she'd chased away the despair, she thought her anger lay on the floor. When really…she'd only drowned them in pain.

The perfect weapon, the razor for you only need one.

Who had told her these words, she insane words that only someone in her position would believe, that was easy, it was him, the one who destroyed, he tore her apart more than any razor or knife. She hated him yet feared him above all else, he'd destroyed her soul, taken the glow; her glow had been stolen long before her time with the titans.

She lay curled up in a ball, tears leaked from her eyes, they still held her innocent sparkle, she thought this was the worse it could get, she had no idea what was to come. She was twelve here, still innocent, still pure, just alone. She heard the swishing of her cell door opening. And a deep chuckle came from one of her captors.

Don't look up

Keep your head down

And they won't hurt you

She'd believed that, her sister told her that before she was taken away, she heard her sister had escaped, yet here she still was, lying in a cold cell of the space center, she'd only seen part of the massive ship, her cell and of course…the lab.

She heard footsteps approach her cold body, her short infirmary gown not covering her much at all, not protecting her from the cold, or their stares. She didn't understand why they looked at her in that way, she was too young, too naïve, too innocent. One then roughly pulled her up by her long dirty red hair and dragged her off of her feet. She whimpered terrified as his disgusting face leered at her, she let him stare, not wanting to aggravate him in any way.

"Hello little alien." He hissed in his disgusting language, she didn't look at him; she kept her gaze down at her feet. He trailed a sharp black nail along her chin and lifted her face to meet his red eyes. She looked at him fearfully. "I'm sure you heard about your sister, flying off like that."

"I…am sorry for her actions." She whispered tears welling up in her large green eyes.

"I'm sure you are little one, I'm sure…but you see someone has to be punished for her crime." He sneered taking in her small, fragile looking body. Starfire let her tears fall now, knowing it was her they were going to punish. She'd probably receive a beating, or an extra bad session in the lab.

He then dropped her roughly, she hit the floor on her back, but before she could raise herself off of the floor he jumped on top of her. She struggled underneath his massive body, she screamed long and hard, so in reply she hit her hard in the face with his scaled hand, she was knocked back, her head hitting the ground hard, stars danced in front of her eyes, and she cried harder, not understanding what was going on.

She then felt him run his hands along her body in a manner she did not like at all, she struggled harder so he pushed her shoulders down and held her there, she stopped struggling in fear of him, so he ran his fingers along her body again, she shut her eyes in disgust and anger, she then screamed harder and louder than ever before as he ripped her small gown off her small body, he wouldn't open her eyes, so she didn't see what he did next, she could only scream and cry as he tore her innocence apart.

Starfire lifted her body from the floor so fast she hit her back on her dresser, tears were pouring down her face, wondering why she was still alive she looked down at her wrists and found only scars remained, her arms were clean, as was her floor, in confusion she looked around her room. Everything was in its usual place…apart form one thing.

Raven was standing in the corner.

Starfire lay once more on the cold floor; it had been weeks since her…there was only one thing she could call it…rape. Her innocence had been ripped to shreds, along with her. She saw things differently now, no longer was she hopeful for returning to Tameran, no longer was she hopeful of her sister coming to rescue her. She felt disgusted that she was touched be that…thing. Right after that they'd tested on her again. They all started yelling and shouting, saying they'd made a huge break through. Tomorrow they were meant to test her new abilities, but she didn't understand as usual, she felt no different.

She heard breathing from the cell next to hers, she heard them whisper something to her, and she didn't hear exactly what they said so she crawled to the wall and listened.

"Are you alright?" She called softly as to not alert the guards.

"Yeah…just excited." They muttered back. Starfire frowned.

"What is there to be excited about?"

"I found something…something great." They whispered through the thin wall.

"Oh?" Starfire replied now curious.

"Yeah…it's a razor."

"Why is that good? Razors can harm you." Starfire whispered.

"That's the point, it's the perfect weapon." They chuckled softly to themselves. "You only need one." They then started to laugh again, only louder and more hysterical, feeling slightly scared she scooted away from the wall, curled up in a ball again and laid her head on the floor.

The doors of her cell swished open and her eyes flew open as she smelt the familiar scent of him, she curled up tighter, hugging her knees desperately, she wanted to disappear, she needed to fade.

"Hey little alien." He hissed, she flinched at the sound of his voice, she felt his footsteps vibrate on the floor, she scooted nearer the wall in desperation, she wished for the floor to swallow her up desperately. She turned her body over with his foot and she scrambled away from him as fast as she could, she wish now more than ever she could fly but her mind was to clouded to obey, her emotions too dark to feel her unbridled joy.

He approached her so she backed up until she hit the wall, terrified as she approached. "Leave me alone!" She cried as he reached out for her.

He laughed cruelly. "Why should I? You're nothing but an experiment, I could rip you to pieces and no one would care, your own sister left you, all you are is an object until we're done with you, then we'll probably get rid of you."

Starfire felt anger bubble up inside her as his words were thrown at her, she felt hurt but her anger over took it by much more, she felt her fists clench, she didn't hurt people but right now her wanted to wrap her small hands around his neck and squeeze the life out of the monster. She felt her body start to warm up for some reason, her eyes then started to glow a bright green, the Psion stopped talking to stare as her hands glowed the same radiant colour.

She then threw her hand out and the monster was thrown back by the force, anger fuelling her she threw orb after orb of burning light, she stepped forward as she carried on with her barrage of light. He screamed out for mercy but her ears heard nothing, soon nothing came from him, she stopped and saw his burnt dead body in front of her…she'd killed him.

She ran to the wall of her cell, grabbed the hard metal and pulled with a mighty cry, she ripped the wall off completely so it revealed the empty mass of space, she jumped out, falling through space, still not able to fly…but as least she was free, with a price.

TT

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I'm glad I started this; I was looking around the other day and found that all of the cutting stories on here are about Raven; could people really go for the anymore obvious?

Luvz ya

Valda

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