"Shit." I groan, rolling over and punching the top of my alarm clock. Monday. I sit up while rubbing my face. I pull my legs over to the side of my bed getting up. With one eye open, I grab my towel and head to the bathroom. I close the bathroom door and look into the mirror, seeing my red eyes from crying myself to sleep...again. My tank top revealing the fresh lines on my wrist. I look down and lightly brush my fingers over them. I turn on the shower and wait till it is steaming hot to jump in. Scrubbing the shampoo through my hair, turning the bubbles a light purple from resent color I had died it. The water stinging the cuts, making me flinch. Once I get out of the shower I examine my body. The Scars littering my upper thighs and wrist. Rapping a towel tightly to my body, I walk down the hall back to my room.

I look through my closet finding what to wear. "Fuck it. Who am I trying to impress?" I grab a simple black tank and some gray sweatpants. My only friends, Jaime and Tony, don't care how I dress. I have been best friends with Jaime since kindergarten. We are seniors in high school now. Jaime knows everything about me and I know everything about him. It's always been that way. No secrets. I always knew when something was up with him and he did for me, too. Tony, on the other hand, I had met three years ago when he started coming to our school freshmen year. Jaime and I walked into the library we saw a bunch of jocks cornering Tony. Jaime ran over to the jocks, pushing them aside and grabbing Tony quickly. We just stared hanging out with each other since then.

I pull on a bunch of bracelets to cover the scars and my favorite Key St. hoodie and head out the door.

~
"Tay Tay!!" I hear a familiar voice come up behind me and drape their arm over my shoulders.

"What did I say about calling me that, Jaime?" I say trying to be serious but having a grin on my face anyway.

Jaime laughed and said " That only your three-year-old cousin can call you that."

"Hey. Where's Tony?" I ask looking around.

"Right there." Jaime points to the staircase. I see Tony sitting there with his head low, hood pulled over his hat and headphones in his ears. We walk over him and he looks up. A big grin spreading on his lips.

"Hey Taylor. Sup, Hime-time?" He high fives Jaime and then stands up. "How was your weekend?"

"Meh," Jaime sighs. "Just practicing my bass. Same old, same old."

I put my head down and close my eyes remembering the things some bitchy girls had said about me while I was getting coffee at the Starbucks down town.

~flashback~
"Ewww. The freak is getting coffee here? Now I'll get freak on me!" I ordered my coffee as I overheard them. Well, not overheard. They were talking loud enough for me to hear them on purpose.

"Lets get out of here." They all started to get up to leave. I was use to this by now. The way they talked about me like I was a disease. But it was the last thing that sent me off the edge.

As they were exiting, one of the girls went out of her way to walking past me and whispered "Go kill yourself. See if anybody notices." She walked away with smirk on her face.

I rushed out of there without my coffee. Tears threatening their way past my eyes. I got in my car and sped off. Getting home and pulling out my razor from my sock drawer. I sat in the bathtub dragging the sharp edge against my wrist. Tears running down my face. I lay there a while, letting the warm crimson colored liquid drip it's way down into my hand before having to clean it up so my mom wouldn't see.
~end flashback~

"Taylor? What's wrong?" Jaime says breaking me from the memory. I look up at him with sad filled eyes. He pulls me into hug and I hug him back. Tears inching their way out but I hold them in. Jaime pulls away and looks at me with worried eyes. I pull up my sleeve and bracelets exposing the lines.

"Great way to start a week, huh?" I sniffle. Tony pats my back a little.

"You can't keep doing this to yourself." I nod and the first bell rings.

"Off to English!" Jaime says trying to brighten the mood.

Notes

This is my first time writing a fanfic. I would love love love to hear your feedback! Constructive criticism is very welcome!!
Well, hope you like it! Will be updating soon.