Chapter Six: Locked Up

My heart felt heavy. I couldn't believe what my ears just heard.

"W-what…?"

"You know what I said." John said coldly. "I'm done. It's over."

By this time, my heart had been so heavy it just sank into my stomach. This wasn't happening; this was NOT happening! It all had to be some sort of horrible dream or something…

John started walking away. I tried shutting my eyes tightly to see if I'd wake up. But I didn't, this was real. And all I got out of it was hot tears racing down my cheeks. I turned around to see him only walking further.

"FINE! FUCK YOU THEN! I SEE HOW MUCH YOU REALLY CARE!!!" I screamed towards him. I saw him disappear as he made a turn around the corner just ignoring me.

As I stormed out of the lobby to the locker room, my boots echoed furiously through the halls. I passed someone, but was too angry and upset to see who it was.

I slammed the door open seeing the other Divas quiet down. I didn't care, I hated just about everything and everyone at this point. I rushed over to my bag but something had stopped me.

It was Reina; she had clinged onto my wrist. "Amy wait a minute. What's wrong?"

I yanked out of her grip "Don't touch me!" I hissed. I went over and dug inside my bag. I spotted something long and silver. I took it out, and tried to make sure no one saw it. I stepped into the nearest bathroom stall and locked the door.

"Amy, please come out and tell us what's gotten to you…" Reina pleaded.

I sat on the toilet seat with my feet together on the end of it. I opened my hand and saw my jackknife lying in my palm.

"No! Just go away. I don't need anyone's help." I cried.

"You're in a bathroom stall crying." Jamie said.

"I can't help her right now, I've got a match." Reina said. "So you guys try and do somethin' okay? Tell me what happens."

I looked down at the ground and saw her shadow shift away.

"Got it." San Rose obeyed.

"All of you LEAVE ME ALONE!" I yelled. "Just fucking GO!"

"No, we're going to stay here until you tell us why you're pissed."

I unleashed the blade from the handle. I dragged the sharp part across my right wrist. I pierced deep enough into my skin so I could release a crimson run. I squeezed my eyes shut. More tears were escaping.

"I-it's just John okay?!" I yelled again.

"What happened?" San Rose asked worried.

With every question, I took another slice.

"He…dumped me."

More blood escaped a second wound.

"Did you guys have a fight?" Jamie inquired.

I inflicted another cut, but this one was a little deeper. The blood from the third one had flooded with the puddle on my wrist and caused it to fall down in drops.

San's POV

My eyes caught something. I looked at the ground and saw red liquid splatter on the ground.

"Fuck!" I cussed "AMY!!"