Kiss Me Again
I'm Down
“Where ya going slut? Ain’t nowhere to run. Your friends aren’t here to save you.” Punch after punch. Kick to kick. Slap to slap. They wouldn’t stop. And they we’re right. My friends weren’t here to save me. probably because the given up any and all hope on me. I mean who wouldn’t. they packed their crap off and left to become famous. Even Cass left. My body feels like a whiplash. They’re tearing me limb from limb, bone to bone. Their eyes are like car crashes, hatred filled. I can’t tear my eyes away. This is how it’s gonna end. On my deathbed and all I see is them. The life leaves my lungs, but my heart stays with them. It always will, they’re my best friends, even if I mean nothing to them. Another quick blow to my jaw and I feel the blood rushing from my mouth.
“It’s sad you know, how everyone leaves you, even your own mother.” The person spats. Trust me, I know who my attackers are. But I’m dying anyway, I don’t want to die with their images burned into my brain. I try to fight back, but I soon give up. Don’t try to fight the storm, I’ll do nothing but tumble over anyway and the tides pull me under and drown me. Red spots is all I start to see as the pain becomes unbearable. Red. Like Jack’s BONER shirt.
“Maria! Maria! Come on get up stupid!” I roll over to the other side of my bed groaning. The bed would not stop shaking and quite frankly, it’s getting annoying.
“Jack go away!” I murmur before slipping deeper into the covers. Just a few more hours…..
“NOPE!” the blankets were dramatically ripped from me, exposing me to the cold chilly air.
“Jack!” I whine while reaching for the covers, eyes still shut.
“Not until you open your eyes.” I groan and was welcomed by a black shirt with BONER spelled across in red letters.
Only Jack.
“There, happy? Now gemme my blanket!” I reach for the soft warm purple blanket in Jack’s hands. But he just snatches his hand back. “Go fuck yourself.” I snap at him. I wasn’t mad just frustrated. I could never be mad at Jack. He’s my best friend and one of the people I trust in my little group. He brought me out of my darkest times, although I have a constant reminder of it; lined up on my ankles, inner thighs and wrist. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t be here………
“Maria!!!” he yells in a song voice. “Come on the guys are waiting.” I put my hands over my face and groan. “It’s gonna be fun.” He reassures.
“But it’s-” I look at the time and gasp. “One A.M! are you shitting me right now?” I screech. I mean, who gets up at one in the morning. I groaned again, but sat up in bed. Sometimes I wish I had a knife to slit Jack’s throat for the ridicules plans he has.
Soon, I heard the sound of a Fall Out Boy song being played.
There was a thump from my bathroom followed by a very loud crash and some swearing while the song continues.
“Answer you phone stupid!” a girl voice hissed. If they are trying to break into my house, they aren’t doing such a good job about it.
“I will if you give me time!” another voice hissed.
“That’s a stupid ringtone.” The girl commented.
“Shut up Cass.” Wait, Cass?
“Cassadee? Alex?” I make my way to my bathroom, Jack close behind, and peek in.
“See? Now she knows we’re here. Nice going dumbass.” There was a quite sound of a pop and Alex grumbling words.
“Ow!” I opened the door and saw a very pissed Cass standing over Alex with arms crossed, glaring at him while he rubs the back of his head.
“What are you guys doing in my bathroom?” I asked chuckling. I leaned against the doorway and took in the image of my friends being idiots.
“Trying to surprise you, but of course someone actually decided to bring their phone with them.” Her eyes roll from me to Alex. I giggled at the scene.
“Too cute. But seriously, I am not going to the beach this late. We got school tomorrow!” I flail my arms in the air.
“School shmool. It’s Friday tomorrow! Live a little!”
I mentally chuckle at Cass’s words. I wonder what she thinks of me now.
“You whore! Alex never loved you! No one did and no one does! Why won’t you die?” he pulled out a knife, the silver glint catching in the sunlight. Well, I was planning on killing myself, but you kind sir, came with your buddies and just delayed the process. I curl up further into a ball as the knife enters my leg. I felt no pain what-so-ever. I’ve felt no pain since they left me. they left me with such harsh words. I roll over as a heel steps into my stomach, lurching me forward spitting out blood onto the black heels.
“Argh! Bitch!” SLAP! Right across the face. it spun me around and my face collapsed with the ground. My eyes glued to the ant making its way home.
Home.
“Hello best friend. It feels good to be home.” I say to the razor. I need a release and what better way to do it than to drag it across my skin? I chuckle.
“Hello? Maria?” I don’t think about the voice as I drag the blade across my skin. I didn’t feel any pain. I drag it deeper to the next cut and deeper. Finally, I go as deep as I can, without cutting a vein, when the pain bursts throw and exploded through me like a fire. I break-down into tears and slid down the wall of my running shower.
“Maria!” the bathroom door barges open and a scream is followed behind. “Why?” Alex asks as he sticks my hand under the water of the shower.
“No one cared about me.”
“Well, then if I didn’t care, why did I come here?”
“Uh, you broke into my house. That’s how.” He cracked a smile, causing my stomach to flutter.
How am I still conscious? I should be dead. On my way to hell. My attacker goes in for another kick, but a hand stops him.
“We’ll get her tomorrow. S’not like she has anywhere else to go. Bye bitch.” Three more kicks and they leave. I cough more blood and unroll from my ball. Tears silently fall from my eyes as I muskrat enough courage to crawl from the alley. I crawl towards the entrance where my phone laid. I frantically dial Cass’s number. Straight to voicemail.
“Hey this is Cass! Leave a message!” her cheery voice rang.
“Cass,” I croak. “I know you don’t care about me, but I’m in trouble,” I cough out more blood. “I’m dying. Okay?! I’m sorry for not being a good friend, but they are gonna kill me. I miss you and if I don’t make it, tell the guys I’m sorry. Tell Alex I-I-I love him.” I hang up and lay there. My phone buzzes in return.
Cass-Stop with your bullshit. If you really cared, you wouldn’t have never done that. go….to hell.
My heart broke and I wanted to cry out, but if I did, I’m pretty sure they would come back and attack me again. I pick myself up, but fall right back down, seeing my injuries are worse than I expected. I drag myself to the edge of the alley, where I could see all the street lights. The last thing I saw was a figure walking my way
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“It’s sad you know, how everyone leaves you, even your own mother.” The person spats. Trust me, I know who my attackers are. But I’m dying anyway, I don’t want to die with their images burned into my brain. I try to fight back, but I soon give up. Don’t try to fight the storm, I’ll do nothing but tumble over anyway and the tides pull me under and drown me. Red spots is all I start to see as the pain becomes unbearable. Red. Like Jack’s BONER shirt.
“Maria! Maria! Come on get up stupid!” I roll over to the other side of my bed groaning. The bed would not stop shaking and quite frankly, it’s getting annoying.
“Jack go away!” I murmur before slipping deeper into the covers. Just a few more hours…..
“NOPE!” the blankets were dramatically ripped from me, exposing me to the cold chilly air.
“Jack!” I whine while reaching for the covers, eyes still shut.
“Not until you open your eyes.” I groan and was welcomed by a black shirt with BONER spelled across in red letters.
Only Jack.
“There, happy? Now gemme my blanket!” I reach for the soft warm purple blanket in Jack’s hands. But he just snatches his hand back. “Go fuck yourself.” I snap at him. I wasn’t mad just frustrated. I could never be mad at Jack. He’s my best friend and one of the people I trust in my little group. He brought me out of my darkest times, although I have a constant reminder of it; lined up on my ankles, inner thighs and wrist. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t be here………
“Maria!!!” he yells in a song voice. “Come on the guys are waiting.” I put my hands over my face and groan. “It’s gonna be fun.” He reassures.
“But it’s-” I look at the time and gasp. “One A.M! are you shitting me right now?” I screech. I mean, who gets up at one in the morning. I groaned again, but sat up in bed. Sometimes I wish I had a knife to slit Jack’s throat for the ridicules plans he has.
Soon, I heard the sound of a Fall Out Boy song being played.
There was a thump from my bathroom followed by a very loud crash and some swearing while the song continues.
“Answer you phone stupid!” a girl voice hissed. If they are trying to break into my house, they aren’t doing such a good job about it.
“I will if you give me time!” another voice hissed.
“That’s a stupid ringtone.” The girl commented.
“Shut up Cass.” Wait, Cass?
“Cassadee? Alex?” I make my way to my bathroom, Jack close behind, and peek in.
“See? Now she knows we’re here. Nice going dumbass.” There was a quite sound of a pop and Alex grumbling words.
“Ow!” I opened the door and saw a very pissed Cass standing over Alex with arms crossed, glaring at him while he rubs the back of his head.
“What are you guys doing in my bathroom?” I asked chuckling. I leaned against the doorway and took in the image of my friends being idiots.
“Trying to surprise you, but of course someone actually decided to bring their phone with them.” Her eyes roll from me to Alex. I giggled at the scene.
“Too cute. But seriously, I am not going to the beach this late. We got school tomorrow!” I flail my arms in the air.
“School shmool. It’s Friday tomorrow! Live a little!”
I mentally chuckle at Cass’s words. I wonder what she thinks of me now.
“You whore! Alex never loved you! No one did and no one does! Why won’t you die?” he pulled out a knife, the silver glint catching in the sunlight. Well, I was planning on killing myself, but you kind sir, came with your buddies and just delayed the process. I curl up further into a ball as the knife enters my leg. I felt no pain what-so-ever. I’ve felt no pain since they left me. they left me with such harsh words. I roll over as a heel steps into my stomach, lurching me forward spitting out blood onto the black heels.
“Argh! Bitch!” SLAP! Right across the face. it spun me around and my face collapsed with the ground. My eyes glued to the ant making its way home.
Home.
“Hello best friend. It feels good to be home.” I say to the razor. I need a release and what better way to do it than to drag it across my skin? I chuckle.
“Hello? Maria?” I don’t think about the voice as I drag the blade across my skin. I didn’t feel any pain. I drag it deeper to the next cut and deeper. Finally, I go as deep as I can, without cutting a vein, when the pain bursts throw and exploded through me like a fire. I break-down into tears and slid down the wall of my running shower.
“Maria!” the bathroom door barges open and a scream is followed behind. “Why?” Alex asks as he sticks my hand under the water of the shower.
“No one cared about me.”
“Well, then if I didn’t care, why did I come here?”
“Uh, you broke into my house. That’s how.” He cracked a smile, causing my stomach to flutter.
How am I still conscious? I should be dead. On my way to hell. My attacker goes in for another kick, but a hand stops him.
“We’ll get her tomorrow. S’not like she has anywhere else to go. Bye bitch.” Three more kicks and they leave. I cough more blood and unroll from my ball. Tears silently fall from my eyes as I muskrat enough courage to crawl from the alley. I crawl towards the entrance where my phone laid. I frantically dial Cass’s number. Straight to voicemail.
“Hey this is Cass! Leave a message!” her cheery voice rang.
“Cass,” I croak. “I know you don’t care about me, but I’m in trouble,” I cough out more blood. “I’m dying. Okay?! I’m sorry for not being a good friend, but they are gonna kill me. I miss you and if I don’t make it, tell the guys I’m sorry. Tell Alex I-I-I love him.” I hang up and lay there. My phone buzzes in return.
Cass-Stop with your bullshit. If you really cared, you wouldn’t have never done that. go….to hell.
My heart broke and I wanted to cry out, but if I did, I’m pretty sure they would come back and attack me again. I pick myself up, but fall right back down, seeing my injuries are worse than I expected. I drag myself to the edge of the alley, where I could see all the street lights. The last thing I saw was a figure walking my way
© 2014 Save_The_Cheerleader ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Notes
Italics are the present. Bold is a different person's POV. Regular font is the past.
The more we know.............. I wasn't expecting that at all.
6/10/14