Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the prettiest of them all?

Certainly not you dear.

I stood in front of the mirror and stared for a long time. Hair knotted up, scars showing, and my makeup was running down my face. There was a bruise on my cheek where he had punched me last night. I have all this fat on my body and it just looks disgusting. Not to mention all the scars that I’ve been collecting over the years. I looked down at my stomach and traced one of them. “Whore,” it said.

Please don’t do this to me please. I begged silently as he dragged the knife up and down my stomach not putting any pressure on it, taunting me. Then slowly, he started putting pressure on the knife, feeling the blood trickling down the side of my stomach. I screamed out in pain and kicked my legs but he moved them together and sat on them. Ever so slowly, he carved his new masterpiece.

Dirty. I feel so dirty. Jumping in the shower, I turned the water up to the hottest it would go, as if it could wash away all the germs that stuck onto my body. It stung, but it felt good.

Scrub. Scrub. Scrub.

The sound of the brush rubbing against my skin swirled around the shower, echoing. After an hour, my skin was bright red and it stung whenever I touched it. My legs shook as I made my way back to my room, scared that he might come back. Quickly, I grabbed my work clothes and left for work.

Honk. Honk.

Those noises. I reached into my bag and shuffled around, looking for my iPod and my headphones but I couldn’t find them. Crap. I left them in my room. I sighed and started walking faster, trying to block out all the noise that spun around me.

“Hey Nicole.” Taylor greeted me with a smile when I entered the store.
I gave him a tight smile and nodded lightly before heading to the back and grabbing a box full of CD’s that just came in.

“Hey.” I felt someone tap my shoulder.

I turned around and faced him- or should I say them. Vic, Mike, and the rest of Pierce the Veil.

“Nicole, right?” Vic asked.

I nodded before turning back to organizing the albums.

“This is Mike my brother, Tony, and Jaime.”

I turned again and raised an eyebrow at Vic. Why was he telling me this? Didn’t he have anything better to do?

“Yeah so, I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch with us or something.”

I stared at him for a minute blankly and began organizing again. Vic grabbed my shoulders.

“Hey wait. Please?”

I sighed. He wasn’t going to stop was he? I dropped my shoulders and nodded at him.

“Yes! Do you want to go now? It’s already one in the afternoon.”

One? Wow, time goes by fast. I grabbed my jacket that was on the floor and hurried out of the record store, taking a breath of fresh air as I waited for the rest of them to come out.

“Hey are you okay?” It was Mike.

I looked at him and frowned. Where did all the hate for me go? Oh wait, he didn’t know I was the Nicole. I sighed and shook my head. Shaking off Mike’s hand that was placed on my shoulder, I hurried behind Vic and Jaime as they were walking down the sidewalk chatting animatedly.

Nicole, Nicole, Nicole. A voice chanted inside of my head. What do you think you’re doing?

Notes

Longer chapter by juuuuuuust a bit. haha.

Song of the Chapter: Numb by Linkin Park
Quote: "Cause everything that you though I would be, has fallen apart right in front of you."

xx (: