I'm Still Breathing

two

I immediately stand up and run after Hadley. Any second, I'm positively sure that any tie now, my heart would burst. Before I could stop her, she's already talking to my parents. My mom gasps and walks towards me. My eyes widen as her hand made contact with my cheek, surely leaving a red mark.

"What the fuck, Margo!" My mom exclaim, but I couldn't react. I hold my cheek with shock filled my face, staring at my feet.

"Is it true?" My dad softly asks.

"Yes, but we're over now!" I look up at them and my mom's turned into a beast, while my father's too cool about it.

"That doesn't amount of infidelity that you've shown us! You kept a secret from us!" My mom exclaims, making me jump in fright. "Did you have sex with him?" My eyes widen at her words. Is that what my mom thinks of me?

"Is that what you think of me?" I squeak and my mom's face softened and washed with fright as she realized her mistake.

"Darling, Margo," my mom softy says and tries to come towards me, but I stop her by raising a finger and pointing it at her.

"You think that I'm a dirty, pathetic bloody whore?" I scoff. "I would say I am not, although, what's the point of lying when you've rubbed it on your daughter's face." My mom starts to cry, but I roll my eyes at her. I look at Hadley and she's putting up her 'I'm sorry' look, but I give her a harsh glare. I swear, if looks could kill, I've already killed millions of people.

"Grounded for two weeks with no supper. No dating or going out of the mall." My dad says, making me cross my arms in front of my chest.

"Gladly to take that than calling me a filthy whore," I spit, heading back to my room. I need something to distract me to this different kind of pain I have in my heart. I need physical pain. I know that I'm about to regret this, but I need a distraction.

I walk to my bathroom and open my medicine cabinet. I grab a sharp blade and stare at it for a moment or two with my mind battling over it.

Do it. Do it. You're a pathetic bitch anyway. You said so yourself. My suicidal subconscious tells me.

No! Don't do it! My inner goddess tells me.

Disregarding all of the protests that my brain made, I slide the blade on my wrist and I cry out in pain. Thick blood start to flow from my wrist, not even hitting a vein; it drops down on the sink. For once, I forget all the pain that I feel. At last.

I immediately wash the blade and my wrist, making me flinch in pain. I hear the door knock and immediately throw the blade inside the cabinet and fix myself. I wear my black sweater, running to my bed and sitting down.

"Hey GoGo," Alec says, opening the door. I sigh in relief because I was expecting my mom to barge in and confiscate all of the things I need to live.

"Hey Lec," I reply, faking a smile.

"I heard everything," He says and I close my eyes. "Is it true? You had a boyfriend?"

"Yup," I reply, opening my eyes again and he's already in front of me. "It's Riley."

"What the fuck?" He exclaims.

"Yeah, yeah," I wave my hands in front of him. "I dated your ex-best friend."

"Look, Margo," he sighs. "You can do anything what you want tomorrow," he grabs my wrist, making me flinch. "Why did you flinch?"

"Nothing." You're fucking have a tight grip on my cut.

"As I was saying," he continues. "I'll deal with mom and dad and Hadley tomorrow. We're going to have our bonding. We'll do whatever we want so let's."