Fixed Scars

[1] this bitch...

Anna-14

Tucker-21

Shay-16

Mom:sharen-36

Dad:terner-48

Shay's pov

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring, I groaned and slammed the alarm off, I then got up and yawned as I walked to the bathroom. I got my toothpaste and toothbrush out of the cabinet droar, and rinsed the toothbrush off, I then out some toothpaste on it and began to brush my teeth. After I was done brushing my teeth, I shut and locked my bathroom door, and sighed. I opened

the bottom cabinet and took out a razor blade, I held it to my arm, come on shay just do it like you always do, you deserve this, your just slutty w***e, you don't deserve to live just do it, you p***y, I heard a knock on the door and jumped I winced in pain as the blade cut me. I then heard, in a annoyed voice,"open the

fucking door, shay, i told you, you wernt aloud to lock the door after that f*****g stunt you pulled." , I freaked out and put the blade back in the cabinet I then rolled down my sleeve and opened the door. Tucker came in and said "we're gonna be la-" , he then stopped and looked at the ground and his eyes widened, he asked "why is there blood on the floor?" , i muttered "dammit." , he then asked me again

looking into my eyes this time and said "shay answer the damn question, why is there blood on the floor." , I gulped and said "I don't know what your talking about." My palms were sweaty at that point, Tucker mumbled some curse words under his breath and shut the door quickly, he then walked closer to me and I backed up, I then hit the end of the sink and mentally

cursed. Tucker then leaned over to me, "shay." He said in a agitated voice, "y-yes?" Was all I could get out without sounding like a i***t, Tucker then said "are you f*****g cutting AGAIN, shaY." , I froze,

and gulped loudly, "n-no." I stuttered out as i looked to the side. Tucker then grabbed my arm aggressively and pulled my sleeve up, I was wide eye as more blood drpped to the floor. He flug my arm out of his grip and rubbed his eyes, I noticed he looked pissed,he then did something really unsuspected, he jerked his hand 

across my face, jerking it to the side, making a big ass mark across it. I cursed and he looked to be taken back on what he did, he started with the same old bullshit like, "s-shay, I'm so s-sorry." , he tried to touch me, I scoffed and sacked his hand away, clenching my fist together, I yelled at him to get the f**k out. And pointed to the door, which he did, I then looked into the mirror with a shitty expression on my face, and looked at the 

mark. I touched the mark with my hand and groaned, I ran a hand through my hair, as i slammed my fist on into the mirror, my fisr stsrted to seep our blood from my knuckle. f**k this s**t I'm skipping, I thought as I walked out of the bathroom and locked my bedroom door. I then went over to my bed and flopped on it, 

sighing as I did, Tucker is nice until I cut or do some stupid s**t, it's f*****g annoying I mean he doesn't give a s**t bout me no ways, so why the f**k does he even care, he's just like the others, I picked up my phone which was by my head on the bed and turned it on, I typed in my pass then went to YouTube. I clicked on paralyzed by Nf and set my phone down, I stared at my cealing wonder why I couldn't be like the other kids.