This morning was dull and rainy. I haven't cut since yesterday after Oliver took my blade. I saw Jack on the bus but I was too wrapped up in my thoughts.
I got off the bus and saw Oliver storm up to me. He yelled that I was a stupid emo cunt. He threw my razor at the ground by my feet and shoved past me.
I looked at the floor and grabbed my razor. I saw Jack looking at me, worried. I'm pathetic I told myself. I ran to the bathroom to cut again.