Carved
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Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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A/N: A note for all readers. Dont even bother with flaming me. I can tell you right now Ive gotten it far to often and your going to have hell to pay.
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The day that her mother forced herself into Mitchies room was the day Mitchie was told this couldn't continue.
She had been scheduled to go to college in two weeks.
Her mother had filled out the forms for her.
She was going to go.
Whether she liked it or not.
Mitchie sat on her bed staring at her mom blankly as she opened up windows and sprayed air freshener.
She grabbed Mitchie and through her in the shower.
Mitchie hated her mother.
She was 18.
She didnt have to do what her mother said.
But she had let her.
She had let her mom throw her in the shower with a bottle of shampoo, soap, and a razor.
She had pinched her nose the whole time.
Mitchie knew she no longer had a choice.
She was going to have to get over Austin.
Or at least seem like it for the next two weeks.
She was going to college.
And then she would hide again.
No one would know.
No one would tell.
She would have complete solitary.
She thought about how stupid it was of her mother to leave a razor.
Granted she needed it.
But still.
She couldn't help but run her fingers over the sharp jagged edges softly leaving rows of lines along her finger tips.
It hurt.
It was justice.
She didn't enjoy it.
But she knew Austin would.
Revenge was going to be served.
And she had no choice about it.