How to save a mess worth saving

A misunderstanding

I saw her once, sitting in a field. Crying, blood spilling from her wrist as she imagined a new world, one without her being in it, but even know each drop of blood she made sure she lost... She didn't want to die, she didn't want to disappear, no, all she wanted was for someone to hear her suffering  and see the pain she was going through but I was not the one who was going to help her. I liked the way she looked when she struggled... It amused me.

Her perspective

I woke up once again, great. But today it was to the sound of my phone buzzing. Who would text me at this time. I looked at it to see the text --> 

Michael - hey what's up. You seem a bit, weird r u ok?                                         

What did he mean? I am trying my hardest not to show people the monster I am. 

Me-->  oh, yeah, I'm fine! I'm just feeling a bit sick. Don't know if I'm coming 2 school or not 2day.

Not her perspective

She was such a liar but than again I guess I wasn't helping her anyway. 

Her perspective

I know I was lying but I didn't want anyone to know what was happening whith me.

After I finally decided to go to school I got up and I didn't catch the bus today so I just walked to school. When I got to school I saw at the gate was Michael. Just sitting there on the bench looking around at the scenery with his hands in his pockets and slouched down on the said bench. I tried to hide my face but he saw me. As soon as he did he started walking up to me. Now Michael was quite tall and I was not so he came up to me and put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me into his side, we began to walk. I didn't object to his actions and just went with it for a while.

He said there's wrong with you and most people cant see it but I can. I care for you so much and your just being an idiot and saying your fine when your not. I didn't know how to respond to him. He cared for me but I didn't like that. His coment made me infurieded and I didn't know why. I pushed his alm off my shoulder and stepped away from him as I looked down at the ground. I, I'm fine, I already told you that. I muttered at him. Look I know your no-, shut up! I screamed. I don't need your self pity I'm fine! I said cutting him off, still looking at the ground.

I left school at that moment, I didn't want to talk to anyone anymore and I just started walking. As I was walking I found a field. All the grass was a dead yellow colour which stretched for miles and I made my way to a part in the field and began to sit down.

I don't what was going threw my head at that point but my hand reached into my bag to my pencil case and began to pull out my scissors. It was only early but an overpowering darkness fell over me and I held the scissors up to my wrist slicing down just enough to make me bleed. I began to cry but not from the pain I was feeling from my own force but from the sadness I was feeling inside and this cutting thing made it feel like the sadness was being let go. 

IT FELT SO GOOD...