Butch looked at buttercup with wide eyes.
"W-what?" He asked
Buttercup looked up suddenly.
"No-nothing!"
He didn't look convinced but let her be.
———2am
Buttercup opened her eyes and saw she was in her cold dark room alone. Butch had left a whole ago.
She got up slowly and looked around. She then headed to her bathroom. Once inside she turned on the lights and looked around for something.
After about 4 minutes of searching she found it.
A blade.
She sat down on the sink and put the blade to her skin
🚨 WARNING ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SELF HARM. 🚨
Buttercup then slid the blade across her wrist and numbly watched the blood seep through. She couldn't stop now. She slid the blade across her skin multiple times, immune to the pain momentarily.
After a little bit she stopped. The pain coming at her all at once.
She then started crying, but not much. Just 3 tears came out.
She put the blade away and cleaned her wrist. She looked at the time at saw it was 6
"What? It was just 2, I swear. " she said to herself confused.
"Was I really there for that long?"
She got dressed and when she put on her white long sleeve shirt and winced as it touched her cuts. She put on a black dress on top. Then then put on tennis shoes. ( picture shows her outfit)
She let her hair stay down.
She grabbed her bag and slowly walked out with her earbuds in.
Bunny saw her and smiled a small smile.
Bunny had a long white long sleeve shirt on and black leather pants. She had a fury purple jacket/coat on tops of her shoulders.
Her hair was in a bun.
"Hey buttercup. How are you?"
Buttercup looked at her and smiled.
"I'm good."
Lie
"That's great! I'm glad your feeling better! And remember, today's a new day."
Bunny said smiling.
Buttercup tried to smile as best as she could me
"Yeah...I know."
Bell then came down with a white lace shirt and white business pants.
Her hair was down.
"Hey big sis! How you feeling?"
Buttercup smiled.
"I'm good."
Lie.
As they arrived at school everyone was too afraid of buttercup to even look at her.
Normally she would love having people fear her, to know that she could kill them at any moment, just like her father taught her.
But this wasn't fear. This was them being drop dead terrified.
"Hey"
She turned around to see butch.
She smiled lightly.
"Hey."
They went to their class with Mr. Clay.
it was kinda like everyone forgot that he raped her.
Buttercup felt as everyone was going through life but she was frozen. Like time was passing by when all she did was simply blink.
"What. The. Hell."