Life unexpected

*WARNING* This chapter contains self harm Adele After I told him everything, he held me in his arms. "Please, Adele, promise me that you will never try to do it again" he said, his face laced with concern. "I promise" little did he know that my fingers were crossed behind my back. ... Niall had asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital but I refused. After he had gone, I went to my bathroom and sat on the floor in tears. I remembered his words from earlier. "If you ever want to talk, just call me" My hands were shaking as I opened the cabinet and grabbed my razor. It clattered onto the tiles. Cursing loudly, I swooped down and picked it up. Collapsing to floor I stretched my legs in front of me so my feet Were against the bath tub. I carefully traced the blade with the tips of my fingers before clenching it until my knuckles turned white. When I released it, blood dripped from a newly made gash on my hand. I lifted the razor to my wrist and sighed dropping it again. "Why did I do this to myself?" "Because you're an attention seeking bitch" A voice in my head whispered. I clutched at the roots of my hair and pulled viciously. Some people just pick up the razor and cut. They just cut and clean up and live their lives. Everytime I cut, I have a personal war in my mind. My angel and my demon, so to speak. Except, I had no angel, just a demon. Picking up the blade, I slid it across my wrist. The blood welled to the surface and slid down my wrist. I didn't even wince. I dragged across each arm a few more times before moving onto my stomach. "Fat" "Ugly" "Freak" "Whore" "Slut" "You killed your own family, fatso" I cut the deepest on the last one. After cleaning them up, I stripped naked and fell down onto the bed. ... The next morning, I pulled on my black Nirvana top with a faded unbuttoned dark purple plaid shirt. I put on some ripped tights and then my short black shorts that barely covered my bum but with tights it was fine. Pushing my tiny feet into my heavy platformed black docs, I did my normal heavy eye makeup with some dark red lipstick. Slinging my bag onto my back, I had a cup of tea before leaving for school. The bus was the same, the walk to school was the same except this time I listened to Blink-182. When I got to my locker, I was shoved into it, making me bang my head. I turned around to see Sammy, one of Ambers side kicks. Giving her my deepest scowl, I said "what do you want?" She laughed and shoved me back into the locked securing me with an elbow across my chest, she placed her other hand on the locked and tapped her long fake nails against the metal. "You know what I want" she said yanking my hair to the side. "Fuck off" I said as I squirmed under her grip. She yanked my hair again so I was now close to the ground. She lifted one knee up and shoved it into my gut. I let out a grunt and shoved my arm into her face, it took her right in the nose. She gasped and touched the blood that was trickling out of her right nostril. "You vicious cow" she screeched as she brought her knee into my gut again. A crowd had now gathered around our little fight. She grabbed her handbag and brought it to my face. SMACK. It hit me so hard that I stumbled to the floor. I pulled myself to my feet and fisted her in the stomach. She stumbled back before launching herself at me, rakinbg her nails across my face. I turned me face and spat out some blood onto the floor before turning back around. Grabbing both sides of her hair, I yanked her extentions out and pulled her to the ground. She dragged me to the floor with her. She banged my head on the floor repeatedly and I struggled to get out of her grip. My temple was throbbing and I was beggining to loose my vision as my eye lids closed. I opened them again when I heard our head teacher shouting. People were rapidly moving out of the way and I saw him crouch in front of me before they shut completely.

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