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"WHY!?" His voice roared. Inevitably, I couldn't answer. I couldn't trust my voice. "Why.." he said again, this time softer. "It takes the pain away" I choked. His rough fingers traced the cuts softly, then he brought his lips to my arm and kissed them. Then his tear-glossed eyes looked up to meet mine. "Don't do it again." He mumbled against my skin. "O..Okay." I stuttered. "Promise." Promise... That word has a lot of meaning. A word that could easily be broken. I sighed. "I promise." I said to him, crossing my fingers behind my back and leaning in to kiss him. ~~1 week and 3 days later~~ I was currently in the bathroom, staring at a broken piece of glass from the mirror. I sat on the floor, legs crossed together, arguing with myself if I should slice my wrist with the broken glass, or if I should keep to my promise. So fast that I couldn't even comprehend what I was doing, I grabbed the sharpest piece of glass and moved my bracelets down my arm, staring at the old scars that stained my wrist. "Let's bring you to life." I whispered as I slashed the sharp glass shard against my wrist. I saw the blood trickle down my arm and dripping onto my leg. In my mind, I started to panic. I promised, I just broke it. I grabbed a towel off the rack and soaked it with water, wiping the blood off of my wrist and then bending over, looking in the cabinet for some Hydrogen Peroxide. When I found it, I quickly laid my wrist out in front of me over the sink and poured it on my wrist. I heard a soft knock on the door. "Love, are you alright?" I heard his velvet sweet voice ask. I bit my lip. "Yeah, baby.. I'll be right out." I replied as I flushed the toilet, stuffing the towel in my back pocket, blood side in the pocket, the rest of it hanging out. "Okay!" I opened the door and smiled at him. He smiled back and hugged me. And as he did, I rolled my bracelets back down and snuggled my head into his neck. ~2 days later~ I looked at him, biting my lip as he lifted weights. He doesn't know that I'm only 1 day clean. He thinks I'm 1 week and 5 days. He's wrong, but I'm sure as hell not going to tell him that.

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  1. anonymous
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    Awe Ali

  2. anonymous
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    i understand how he feels

  3. anonymous
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    but i also understand how she feels when you go to a dark place it can be hard to come out.

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    Woah! Did you write it?

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    @GeniousCreation Yas.

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    Great Job Ali =) Lov chu

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    Nice.

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