Chapter 3: Knife and Blood

A/N: I sadly don't own anything. *sniffle* Please review! It helps a lot. Constructive criticism appreciated. Again, first story so go easy on me!

KIM'S POV

I walked down the small pathway to the cemetery. I thought about my parents. I would still have SOME happiness in my life if they were still here. A silent tear rolled down my cheek as I walked through the gates of the graveyard. I walked to the very end until I stopped. I looked at my mother's grave. Then my father's.

More tears fell down my face as I kneeled on my knees in front of the graves. I just sat there. Silently crying. The image of their bodies being put into the holes. The image of their bloody arms, legs and face in the hospital. The expression on the doctor's face telling me that I no longer had parents. That I had to sleep and eat knowing I didn't have a mom and dad.

Everything was all coming back to me. Then I realized it. I was alone. The only two people in my life now were my aunt and my little sister. And my aunt was always on business trips. My sister also has cancer so she might not make it. I let out a sob. I got up and ran all the way home.

I kept running and I didn't stop. I didn't care if my legs hurt or if I was breathing heavily. I didn't care about the sharp pain in my stomach. I just kept running. I was going to do it. I was going to do what I swore I would never do. I was going to see my own blood, spurting out of my arm. I was going to cut.

I got out my keys and opened the front door to my house. I threw my backpack on the floor and ran into the bathroom. I got a razor and lifted up the sleeve of my arm. I put my wrist over the sink. I put the razor to my wrist. I applied pressure and started gliding it across my wrist. It hurt. It hurt a lot. But what came with that pain was relief. I like it. I can't believe I am actually doing this!

Blood started spurting out just as I expected. I let out a scream and shut my eyes tight. I turned on the sink and put my bleeding wrist under the cold running water. More pain. More relief. After I was done cleaning it off, I pulled my sleeve down and walked downstairs into the kitchen. There was a note on the counter.

Kim, I have gone on a business trip for one week. So I will be back home on next Saturday. Alex is at your grandparent's house. I am going to Europe. Please take care of yourself and be strong.

Love

Aunt Ella

She was always on business trips. I miss having a big, happy family. I hate school. I hate my life. I have no reason to live. I decided to take a walk through the woods. My favorite place in the whole world. I walked down the sidewalk and into the park. I strolled to a small, secret pathway that not many people knew about. It led through the woods and to a small lake. It was why it's my favorite place. Because it's so cliché. But I like it that way.

I looked at my watch and noticed that it was already 9:00 PM. Oh well. I kept walking when I heard rustling. I turned around and saw something move. Like a shadow. Probably just my imagination. You're going crazy, Kimmers. I shook it off and kept walking.

"Where do you think you're going, pretty lady?" I hears someone say. I turned around and saw a pale man. He looked around nineteen. "Who are you? What do you want?" I questioned. "I want your innocence. I can tell you're a virgin. You smell so-" He stopped to inhale. "Pure." As he let out a devious smile. Well I'm screwed….

I turned and tried to run but he chased after. After about ten seconds, he caught me again. Nice going, Kim. -.- He got on top of me and started kissing my neck. He lifted of my top when suddenly, he was pulled off of me. "Leave her alone, Andrew." The name Andrew was said with seething venom in the person's voice. I looked up to see…oh my god… THE NEW GUY?! The guy who was at the funeral! The new dude at my school!

It was jack! Holy shit… I stood up and adjusted my shirt as I watched the fight scene go on in front of me. Can this get any worse?! "Leave her alone or I will rip your head off of your body, rip off your eyeballs, feed your body to sharks, then feed your head to sharks, make your eyeballs watch, then feed your eyeballs to angry tigers." Well that was a long threat… "As if. Come at me, bro." Said the bad guy, whos name was apparently Andrew.

Jack let out a low growl. Woah… Andrew threw a punch at Jack's face but was too slow as Jack kicked him right in the balls. Ouch… That's gotta hurt… Andrew fell down clutching his private parts with shut eyes while screaming. "FUCKING FUCK YOU JACKASS!" HA. What a lame insult! Where does he learn this stuff?! His grandma?! Next thing I knew, I was picked up and was being carried all the way across the woods to a small little secret cabin, faster than a cheetah.

Well that ain't weird at all… "How did you get me here so fast?! How did you save me at the exact time I was in trouble?! What the fuck is freaking going on?! Give me answers! Don't just stand there like an idiot!" I started bombarding Jack with questions that needed immediate answers. He just smirked.

"Welcome to my cabin, Kim." Jack continued smirking. "You are my mate." What the fuck is he talkin' about…?! Within three hours, I cut myself for the first time, I was almost raped, and some new guy just comes and tells me I'm his mate! What the actual fuck is going on, here?!