Silence

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Tyler's POV
It was 4:00 am. I was sitting in my room tucked away in the corner. My poor excuse for a father just got done doing his usual drink and beat up with his fifth girlfriend this month. I haven't ate, slept, or spoken to anyone since two days ago, Tuesday. I thought about my mom, how much I missed her. Then I thought about my dad, how much I wished he was the one that died. He was a ruthless man that lead to my mothers death. I had those thoughts again, the demons in my head swirling around telling me to just do it already. Some bone in my body told me I shouldn't, but it was too late.
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Next thing I know, I'm in a hospital bed, apparently my dads girlfriend wasn't all that bad. Once my father passed out she came in and saw me in the corner of my bedroom, ruby red blood dripping down my arms and drove me to the hospital but left right away. It was about 7:46 in the morning. As soon as I woke up the doctor told me the news and left. I was left alone is silence. I sat and stared at my fresh cuts. Oh how vivid my memories of my first time cutting was, but they came rushing through my head and calmed me. A knock came to the door. I must have blanked out for about an hour. A girl came to the door asking about a girl named Kelsey. I snapped out of my daze and told her there was no Kelsey here. After a few short sentences she walked in. She was a cute girl, who I one would never think of me as a cute guy, especially since I'm such a head case of a guy. She came in to talk but I was more focused on her than anything.
She had dyed red hair, kind of messy with side swept bangs. Her eyes were almost a grayish green, and her skin so pale. I could tell she had a nose piercing because you could still see the hole. I told her about myself like a normal person, trying not to make it obvious that I'm not. Her name is Bri. She was kind and sweet not like most people are to me. Before I truly got to know her, the doctor came back in. Bri had to leave and when she left, I went back to my usual self. God, I hope she didn't see my scars.

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