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A/N: Don't worry, what Olivia does in this chapter is only what I
feel like doing sometimes lolz. Sorry for the long wait. I was kinda busy.....and yea, I did skip ahead a few days.
Tears stream down my cheeks as I remember who I am.
What I am. And how I'll never fit in. I remember Stacie Bloodlust's cruel words. "That's right. Cry Olivia. It just proves what a wimp you are." Her words buzz throughout my head like an angry hornet.
Nobody likes you. You're an outcast.
I knew it was true. I felt stupid, sitting there crying in front of my once best friend, now mortal enemy. She just laughed and walked away. All the more reason to do what I'm about to do. I sigh as more tears come. I bend down, pick up my picture of Victor and Emily, and throw it to my hard wood floor.
The glass shatters. I bend down and inspect each peice of glass closely to find the sharpest one. I find a diamond shaped one, then felt the tip. Sharp enough, I guess....
I slowly turn my arm to the inner arm, then drag the glass down my arm lightly. I push a little harder. I wince as it pierces through my skin. I push a little more. I drag it farther. From my wrist to my elbow.
The crimson liquid slowly gushes out of the cut. I breath heavily. My hand holding the glass trembles. I feel....... well..... I don't even know. The sensation escapes words. It's not bad. I mean...... I...... like it.... As strange as it sounds, I actually
like cutting.....
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well? I hope ya like it... sorry about the shortness... I was kinda stuck for ideas for this chappie ^_^
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