A prologue
Song: A&W by Lana Del Rey
11/3/2022
I want to cut my hair. Today, I was told that it was beautiful. A compliment I am all too familiar with, which would be a normal compliment if it wasn't so disgustingly given. I want to shave it all off but I know that I would regret it. I'll get rid of it and the old persona along with it.
I kicked the day off as always, with my morning jog. Testing the waters after the last incident, mum didn't want me to go out again but I had to. It was my way of reminding him that I wasn't scared, even if some part of me was. Is. I carried my dagger with me and tbh some part of me wanted him to attack me so I'd have an excuse to stab him and end this entire thing. But I'm not a murderer, I might be a wannabe ho but not a killer.
He didn't come, I went to school and nothing happened there too. Declan approached me with an invitation to one of his parties. I don't do Isle High parties but the way he asked me to come made me pause. I agreed. I'm going there now, I wonder if I'll regret it.