As I'm sobbing my head becomes clouded with the horrible memory from the very first time I had self mutilated my body. To be honest I tried to push that memory to the deepest part of my mind. But, from what I recall, it was half out of anger and half out of despair. In my honest opinion, I believe it was more anger than anything else. I've always had a hard time controlling or knowing what to do with my anger for as long as I can remember.
As I'm Im sighing through my locker to get my books for my third period history class, I feel a hard tap on my shoulder. I continue to take out my books and listen to my heavy metal music. I pause for a moment to turn it up a bit more to drown out all the high school hustle and bustle thats going on around me. Unfortunately the blaring heavy metal wasn't powerful enough to completely drown out the nonsense.
I feel another tap, more aggressively this time. I get this empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I slowly turn around and begin to take a ear bud out of my ear. My hand barely touched my ear when out of no where a fist makes contact with my eye. Immediately I put both hands up to my face trying to stop the pain. I can already feel my eye start to swell. My vision was starting to blur. I blink repeatedly trying to clear my vision and see who just socked me. Slowly my vision starts returning to my uninjured eye and standing directly in front of me with b****y knuckles was Colton
"Hello Alexandria," Colton sneers.
"Really you f*****g asshole?" I respond trying not to show that I'm in a great amount of pain. "First of all, learn how to say my name correctly when you talk to me. Secondly, you should probably work on your insults if you wanted to make fun of me. Thirdly, why the f**k do you try and t*****e me the most out of every one else in the whole f*****g school? What the f**k did I ever do to you?"
"Where do I even start?" Colton sneered
I cut him off before he can continue with this "list," "Firstly Colton, you're a f*****g d**k. You don't gotta put on a front. Everyone in this school knows we're twins. Secondly you should know how to pronounce my name ya fuckin d**k. Just because youre trying to look cool in front of your friends doesn't mean you can act like a jerk towards me."
"Why don't you stop bitchin all the time it makes you sound like a female."
"Just a little note bro bullying does not make you cool."
For once Colton was speechless. Just when I thought things couldnt get any worse, he tosses something at me. A razor blade. Then, he winks at me "Don't cut to deep." All of his little goons laugh and start heading to their classes.
I take the blade from the floor and put it in my sweatshirt pocket . I started thinking about what hurtful words Colton had said a few minutes before. His words stabbed my thoughts like a knife. Involuntarily I put my hands in my pockets. A sharp pain started crawling from my fingertips and all the way up my arm. The pain was indescribable. It was painful but satisfying at the same time. Almost making me wanting more.