Shit, My Head hurts, what happend last Night? I don't remember anything except Dae over Me, then I passed out again, I have no Idea what he did to Me but I- AH! What was that?! It felt like My back was burned. I look behind Me, of course Flame Man is hugging Me- wait where are our clothes?! That's when I Realize it. I never knew he was able to go that far, where would he even get it from? It's like a Nightmare without a way to wake-up, I look down at My Hands and grip The sheets, I'm scared, I'm hurt, but it doesn't matter after all, he doesn't care about Me, No one does, maybe My Bestfriend does but I'm too ashamed to Tell him what Happened, what if he'll call Me a Slut and whore or even Stupid for Trusting him, what if he'll say I should be Lucky that I even caught his attention. I get dressed and take My Backpack, then go out back to My House and lay down on My Bed, burying My Face in My Pillow.
Then I notice it.
a Pencil Sharpener on My desk.
I pick it up and stare at it, at The Blade and wonder how I can get it out, I could get a screwdriver, or use something else like...
a Press on.
I look over at My Desk, The Fake Press on Nails I got from Romance laying on it, I slowly walk over and take it, then use one of them to unscrew The screw holding The Blade onto the Plastic. I stare at The Blade as it falls down and slowly pick it up.
"oh god what did I do...? what's wrong with Me?!" I ask Myself as I run cold water over The back of My now bleeding wrists.
I can hear My Phone ringing but it doesn't Matter now, I put a few Patches on it and then bandage it, just to be sure, I can't risk it starting bleeding and staining anything.
I finally go to My Room where My Phone was ringing and check who it was, Romance, the messages have a 20min gap between eachother.
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Whore❤️
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Shit he's been texting for an Hour... I reply:"yeah I'm Fine" then add "you?"
The answer comes immediately.
"Fine where are you?" I quickly reply "at Home"
"Wanna meet up?" He asks.
"No thanks" I answer, I want some Time Alone before I can open up.
Why did I do it? What is wrong with Me?
I lay down on My Bed and start crying.
I was always The weird kid, everyone ignored Me, I met him when I was 19, how old was he? 27.
Why did I fall for it? It's My Fault I'm here, I shouldn't have listened to him in The first Place. How didn't I know he was lying? It was so obvious.