-Taylex-
Chapter 12:
Tay's POV
I haven't got out of my bed for days, no one noticed.
I now have 43 deep cuts up my wrists, no one has noticed.
I haven't ate in days, no one has noticed.
I feel like if I died right here, right now, no one would notice.
That's because no body would Tay. I'm a murderer: I killed Jack. I wasn't even good enough for him yet I let him slip away. Alex and I was all he had that wasn't broken, and when we were taken away from him we took his life with us.
I really need Alex right now. His body heat curling up into my side as he kissed my collar bone. His caramel hair brushing my cheeks. His beautiful smile that always changed my bad mood.
I began to cry, gripping my blade so hard my fingertips turned white. I found a bit of skin- un touched- on the inside of my wrist, I tipped the blade so the sharp edge pressed into my skin, I dragged it along the blood covered skin, removing it from my skin so the blood droplets formed. The collected blood ran down my arm causing me to smile as it dripped down both sides of my wrist onto my covers. Tears ran down my cheeks as my laugh became a cry. "ALEX!" I screamed, the tears making my voice crackled and weak.
I picked up my phone and began dialling his number. It ran a few times before going through to voicemail. I slammed it against my mattress, more tears running down my cheeks, dripping down my chest (lets take a moment to be jealous of her tears). My phone vibrated in my hand and I pressed my screen to answer, my fingers quivering.
"What's wrong Tay?" Alex asked sounding genuinely worried, hey atleast someone gives a shit.
"I...I, are you bu-busy just now?" I asked, my hitching breath causing me to stutter.
"Not at all, Oli just left actually. How you doing?" He snifled and it wasn't till I looked down at my wrist, I realised how much it has bled.
"Quite b-bad, can you..." My visioned blackened as I heard Alex scream down the other line.
"TAY, PICK UP TAY, PLEASE I'M..."
I haven't got out of my bed for days, no one noticed.
I now have 43 deep cuts up my wrists, no one has noticed.
I haven't ate in days, no one has noticed.
I feel like if I died right here, right now, no one would notice.
That's because no body would Tay. I'm a murderer: I killed Jack. I wasn't even good enough for him yet I let him slip away. Alex and I was all he had that wasn't broken, and when we were taken away from him we took his life with us.
I really need Alex right now. His body heat curling up into my side as he kissed my collar bone. His caramel hair brushing my cheeks. His beautiful smile that always changed my bad mood.
I began to cry, gripping my blade so hard my fingertips turned white. I found a bit of skin- un touched- on the inside of my wrist, I tipped the blade so the sharp edge pressed into my skin, I dragged it along the blood covered skin, removing it from my skin so the blood droplets formed. The collected blood ran down my arm causing me to smile as it dripped down both sides of my wrist onto my covers. Tears ran down my cheeks as my laugh became a cry. "ALEX!" I screamed, the tears making my voice crackled and weak.
I picked up my phone and began dialling his number. It ran a few times before going through to voicemail. I slammed it against my mattress, more tears running down my cheeks, dripping down my chest (lets take a moment to be jealous of her tears). My phone vibrated in my hand and I pressed my screen to answer, my fingers quivering.
"What's wrong Tay?" Alex asked sounding genuinely worried, hey atleast someone gives a shit.
"I...I, are you bu-busy just now?" I asked, my hitching breath causing me to stutter.
"Not at all, Oli just left actually. How you doing?" He snifled and it wasn't till I looked down at my wrist, I realised how much it has bled.
"Quite b-bad, can you..." My visioned blackened as I heard Alex scream down the other line.
"TAY, PICK UP TAY, PLEASE I'M..."
Notes
OHHHNO TAY
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7/31/13