Love and Razorblades: Ecstacy *adult in later posts*
 

I started writing this story when I was still having issues with my SI. It helped me vent a lot of the negative feelings I was expiriencing. The main character in the story, Cecilia, is not myself, parts of her persona are indeed from my own personality, but I promise that she is fictional. I am a character in the story...as you will find out later on if anyone likes it...as I am now. Well...I hope you like it, and I hope it isn't too graphic...most of the graphics are in this first part, and kinda scattered through the story.

Wow, sorry about that long paragraph, I hope you enjoy. Please tell me how you feel about it. :]




Dear Diary,
Life can truly be a bitch sometimes and I just want to know if it ever plans on getting any better. I may seem happy and content with my life, but behind my eyes is a tormented soul just begging to be freed of her hellish life. I have friends that would go to the end of the world to make sure that I feel the best I can, but they have no ****ing idea what I actually go through when they're not around, and they should be happy that they don't. I mean, come on, if they knew what I was like when I am with these people, my so-called family, they would abandon me for sure. I fear the day that will come because I am nothing without my friends, and I will die without them..

I sighed as I gazed upon the many pages that my innermost thoughts danced along. "No one can find out," I grimaced to myself, setting the book on the nightstand.

I have always valued my alone time when I'm in this hellhole, but it is hard to think when my parents are arguing to the point where I can hear them through my music.

"Do they ever shut up," I questioned my lamp, which was in my peripheral vision at the time.

I had decided that relaxing was a lost cause, so I decided to attempt a mere trip to the kitchen for a drink. I lifted myself off my bed and quietly got out of my room, without causing my parents to avert from their argument. I opened the fridge and reached for a bottle of water, but before I got a hold of it, I heard my mother's screeching voice.

"Cecilia, you really need to stop eating, you are getting fat. Geez, how much to you weigh now, 150, 160?"

"I weigh 115, mom," I spoke up.

"That is too much, you need to lose at least 20 pounds," her shrill voice squaked. "It doesn't matter, Sherry. It's not like Cecilia is doing anything anyway, let her get fat. It's not like anyone really cares about someone as worthless as her, " my father said in a non-chalant tone.

Those words cut me like a knife, and I really didn't know what to do. I felt a rage of emotions welling up inside me. I was just caught completely off-guard with my father's heartless statement...it just got to me.

I abandoned my water and left the kitchen with out saying a word and my parents got back into their heated argument. Before long, tears were streaming down my face, and they just wouldn't stop. I ran to my room so no one could see me like this. I locked the door behind me and collapsed on the floor.

"They're right, I'm worthless!" I kept on saying in my head continously.

Everything in my mind was such a blur, except for one thought in my messed up mind. I attempted to gather my composure before stumbling to my feet. I stepped torwards my nightstand and opened the drawer. I reached for the small, black metal box that was inside. I sat on the edge of my bed and opened it.

The contents were cruel and grim. Several blood stained cutting impliments gleemed in the dim lighting of my room. I reached in the box and got a sharp, double-edged razor from it. I set it aside and put the box back in the drawer. It was obvious that the razor wasn't new. The remnints of a past session had imprinted it with blood on one side of the blade.

I cranked up the music as loud as I could before rolling up my sleeves. My right arm was clean, but my left arm sang a song of a different tune. I looked up and down my scar-marked arm till I found an unscathed section near my wrist. I took the razor into my hand and I took the clean side of the double-edged razor and pressed it on my wrist. I breathed heavlily as I slid the razor across my wrist, leaving a deep slit behind. I moved the razor further up my arm and made four more cuts of the same severity. I gave a huge sigh of relief when I set the bloodied blade on my nightstand. I laid on my back and watched as the blood seeped out of my fresh wounds.

Only one thought was going through my head...no one can find out about this.

My thoughts started to slow down and slip away as my wrist conitnued to cry crimson tears through the slits. A wave of relaxment came over me as more blood continued to pour out of my severed veins. Sleep was beginnning to overcome me and I was drifting away fast, but before I could enter dreamland, my phone went off.

"Pick up the phone, pick up the phone, ****ER." My favorite ringtone. I snapped out of my lethargic state and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey Cecilia, " a familiar voice said over the line.

"Oh, hi Arhen (pronounced like Aaron)" I said, quickly regaining my composure so I could hide what was truly going on.

"I was just calling to see how you were doing," he said cheerfully. I sighed through the mouthpiece.

"I'm fine...I'm just fine." I lied, reaching for a towel to clean my wrist of the blood.

"Are you sure?" Arhen asked in a concerned voice. "Is anything wrong?"

"It's nothing," I lied again, tossing the blood soaked towel into my bathroom. "Don't worry about it."

Interesting. you have a reader in me. very well written.

This is really interesting. I look forward to more!

Thanks to those that have read my story. I will have to wait till I get home to post more...grr, the school comp won't let me into my email where I have all my stories saved so I can get to them at school or whenever I'm not at home...but this isn't working>.<. I'm sorry about the rant....but I digress. Thanks again for taking the time to read my story. :)

Here is an update if anyone is interested. It is still a tad bit triggering...but that part is just about over for now. :)

"C.C, how long have you known me?" Arhen questioned. "You know that I'm always here for you, and you can tell me anything"

"Yeah, but I don't know, "I squeaked. "Wait...are your parents fighting again?"

"Well, yeah."

"About what?"

"Nothing, it's nothing."

"I know it's nothing to you, but it's a whole lot to me."

"Still..."

"That's it, I'm coming over to get you..."

"NO!"

"Whaaa..."

"I mean, damn it, fine, you win, but you don't need to come here."

"Then what do you propose we do?"

"Hmm...I know! I'll meet you under that bridge in the park in half an hour."

"OK, that's fine with me, but are you sure you don't want me to come and pick you up?" Arhen asked

"No, I'm fine walking. Besides, I could use some fresh air. I need some time to think things through," I answered, sliding my razor back in to the nightstand. "Is that alright with you?"

"Yeah, that's fine, he said. "But are you sure nothing's wrong?"

I sighed again, "Look, I'll talk to you about it when we meet up. And..." I paused, trying to choose my words carefully. "I really need to talk to you about something."

"Oh, alright, " He said in a slightly concerned tone.

"Well, I guess I'll be seeing you in a little bit"

"Ok"

"See you soon," I said, "Bye"

"See ya," he said before hanging up the phone.

I exhaled sharply as I set the phone back on the reciever. "At least I'm getting out of this hell hole," I said to myself. I stumbled to my feet, slipping on the blood that trickled out of my wrist.

"Damn it," I swore. "I should probably clean some of this up before I leave. I have time." This was true, the park is maybe five minutes away from my house. I fetched the bloody towel from the bathroom and cleaned up my blood off the floor.

"****," I murrmered, looking down at my sleeve.

very nicely written.

The blood had seeped through my white shirt sleeve. "I can't go out with a shirt like this," I grumbled, stripping myself of the tainted shirt. I ran into the bathroom and filled my bathtub with cold water. I layed the blood-stained towel and shirt on top of my counter and sprayed them with stain remover.

"That should do it," I thought, dropping the articles into the bathtub. The blood began to sift out into the water. I walked to my dresser, grabbing a black and red long-sleeved shirt. I put it on, wearily making sure it would cover my wrists. I stripped off my pj bottoms and put on a purple and black plaid skirt. When I was finished with my ensemble, I glanced at the clock.

"15 minutes," I whispered to myself, "I should get going." I locked the door to my bathroom, so my "parents" couldn't get in. I didn't even want to think of the consequences if they saw what was lying within it. I grabbed my make-up filled purse while heading torwards the door. I listened to see if my parents were still arguing. There was silence. I opened my bedroom door, ran down the flight of stairs, rushing out of the front door with out notice. I shielded my eyes as the bright setting sun gleemed a bright orange. I walked down the the suburbian side walk to the corner store. There was an allie that I always went to when I wanted some time to think. I walked down to the dead end, sat down, and opened my purse. I grabbed my black eyeliner and compact out of the bag. I opened the compact to where I could see myself in the tiny mirror. I liberally lined my eyes with the dark eyeliner. I don't know why, but I've always liked it like that. When I was finished with the eyeliner, I picked up my red eyeshadow, opened it up, and laced my eyelids with the color, adding a touch of purple to the edges of the red. I put a light blush on my cheeks to add to the make-up on my face. I closed the compact and put everything back into my purse. I looked at my phone,

"three minutes," I thought, "Arhen's probably down there now." I rised off the ground and walked out of the alleyway. A couple of blocks later, I could see the park. I crossed the street, walking over to the tree where I could see Arhen waiting. He was on the tall side, an "emo" hair style, my sense of style, quite attractive if you ask me. He ran over and picked me up off the ground.

" C.C," Arhen greeted, spinning me around. "It's great to see you."

"It's good to see you too, Arhen." I smiled. He set me back down on the ground. He grabbed my hand and lead me torwards the bridge.

"So..." he paused. "How are you?"

"I've been better," I sighed. We sat down on the bench underneath the tree, Arhen still holding my hand.

"Um, can you let go of my hand now, sweetie?" I said.

"Oh," he gasped, letting go of my hand. "Sorry." There was a moment of silence. "So, your parents were arguing again?"

"Yeah they fight more and more nowadays."

"What were they fighting about this time?"

"They think I'm fat..."

"You are ****ing kidding me, right? There is not an ounce of fat on your body."

"Try telling them that."

"Still, how can they say that?"

"Easy, they hate me, they think I'm worthless."

"I'm so sorry to hear about that."

"It's OK"

"No it's not, it's terrible."

"They don't care."

"Something needs to be done about them."

"No, they are too oblivious."

"These are your parents, they shouldn't be treating you like this."

"They won't stop, they will never stop."

"There has to be a way."

"There isn't a chance in hell that they are ever going to stop treating me like ****, plain and simple. Can we PLEASE drop the subject?"

"Oh, I'm sorry...ok we can do that....anyway, you said that there was something that you needed to tell me?"

"Oh...yeah...I know..." I paused, millions of thoughts rushing through my head at one time. "Umm, yeah..." I squeaked,"Umm..."

"Come on, you can tell me," Arhen ensured. I had no idea what to say. I could hear every single thought that was racing through my head.

"Yeah." I hesitated. "I don't know how to really explain it."

"I am here for you, you can tell me anything."

I was losing control of my mind. I am so afraid of what he might think of me once he finds out what I do to myself. He would hate me, call me a freak. But he did say that he would back me up no matter what.

I would love some more feedback about the story. I greatly appreciate the comments that I have gotten so far.

Until next time. :)

*Massive hugs*
beautifully written. You're such a wonderful person.
stay safe.

Aaahh suspense....

I really like this. You're a very good writer.

Wow.
Thats amazing, and you stopped right on a cliffhanger, please keep writing!!!

More please, you're a great writer, and describe things really well!

"Uhh..." I paused. I thought for a second. I hit him, playfully, then took off in the other direction. "Tag, your it!" I shouted, running torwards the edge of the river, Arhen pursuing. "You can't catch me!" I yelled back at him.

"We'll see about that," Arhen shouted back. He grabbed a hold of my arm, pulling me torwards him. Unfortunatly, I lost my balance, falling down to the ground, taking Arhen down with me. He landed flat on top of me, with the both of us laughing hysterically.

"Well, that was fun, " I laughed.

"And you said I couldn't catch you, " Arhen chuckled. There was a moment of silence. I gazed into his deep, blue eyes while he stared into mine. Before I could say anything, I found his lips entwined with mine. My eyes widened with confusion, but I greatly appreciated the lavish attention. I pushed into the kiss, shutting my eyes to relish the feeling. Our lips remained locked for what seemed like the longest time, but he suddenly broke away.

"I am so sorry, " He exhaled. "I didn't even think to ask if it was ok. Please don't hate..." I placed my finger atop his lips.

"It's alright," I assured him. "I really needed that, thank you." I could see Arhen turning a shade of red.

"Oh...really...well..." he stuttered. "O....K."

"Are we good now?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's all good now, " Arhen sighed. "But back to the point, what did you need to talk to me about?"

I could feel my heart sink within my chest. How could I possibly ruin such a beautiful moment. That's right, telling him that I hurt myself.

"I...just don't know, " I whispered. "I'm afraid." I could hear my voice breaking with every word, tears welling up in my eyes.

"You know me, I will never judge you," he assured me. "I care about you and there is nothing that can change that. I will listen to whatever you have to say. I am here for you, OK?"

I couldn't speak.

"OK?" he shook me gently.

I shot up off the ground.

"Alright ,OK!, " I bursted into tears. "My parents, they never stop, NEVER. They always argue, they always put me down. They don't give a **** about me, they hate me!" Everything was just pouring out of my heart and out of my mouth. " I just feel that I'd be better off dead, it just hurts so ****ing much!" I paused...pulling up my sleeve, letting my dark secret out into the open. "The only thing that makes me feel better is doing this to myself."

I collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Oh my God, " Arhen muttered, his face turning paler by the second, "I don't know what to say."


Sorry about ending it in another cliffhanger, but suspision adds to the expirience. Thank you so much for the feedback on my story, it really gives me the motivation to write. I hope you enjoy!

Eeeeeeeeeek.

I just read the whole thing, and now I need to know what happens!!

It's wonderfully written, I love it ^_^

Laura xx

hurry and write more. Can't wait to read it.

This is really well written
Can't wait to read more

**wants more**sits on the floor waiting**

Your brill at this - keep going.

is there going to be more???? :cry:

I couldn't believe it! Everything was now out in the open. I just know that Arhen is going to leave me now. I wish I had never told him. He probably thinks I'm this suicidal, attention-craving freak! I'm so ****ing worthless, I ruin everything!

I sat on the ground, mentally inhabilitated by the event that just took place. I could not get a grip of myself. Though, I do have to say, I did not expect what happened next.

Arhen gently pulled my butchered arm torwards himself. I stared at him, tears streaming like waterfalls from my eyes, as he traced along my cuts and scars with his fingers, remaining completely silent. Without warning, he scooped me up and embraced me. I buried my face into his shoulder, still sobbing.

"It's alright, everything is going to be okay," he cooed.

"I'm sorry!" I cried, words muffled by his shoulder.

"Shh," he hushed, "It's ok, I just wish there was a way that I could help you."

"Nothing else could rid me of my pain," I said with a stifling sob. "Please don't hate me."

"What did I say before?" He asked, "I could never hate you, even if I tried."

"I'm sorry," I apologized again. He lifted me off of his shoulder, making me face him. I looked into his eyes as he into mine.

"You don't need to apologize," he said softly. "Just promise me one thing: if you are feeling bad or upset about anything, don't you dare touch that blade."

"Arhen," I sighed, tears ceasing, "I can't make that promise."

"You can try. Call me if you are feeling down, I will be sure to get you," he promised.

"I'll try," I whispered. "I don't know if I can do it, but I'll try."

"That's all I need to hear," he confirmed, gently pulling my shirt sleeve down. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah," I sighed. "Better than I was."

"Are you up for hanging out with some friends?"

"Hell yeah," I paused, "but..."

"We'll just keep this between you and me," he said. "Until you are ready to talk about it."

I just smiled. He took a hold of my right hand and lifted me off the ground.

"Come on," he smiled. "Let's go to Seb's house!"

I smiled back at him, "Ok!"

As we were walking out of the park, he stopped in front of me. He took my face into his hands and kissed me, lovingly. As our lips parted, he took hold of my hand again. Things are beginning to look up.

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Well, I thought that I would leave off with some good feelings instead of a cliffhanger. It kinda is a cliffhanger...except not really. Well, I am off to eat a veggie burger (I am veg) :burger:.....ok, not really(I am still veg), I just wanted an excuse to use that smiley.

Hahahahaha, I digress, sorry about the babbling. Until next time. Any feedback is welcome! Thank you to all of you that have taken the time to read my work.

_Mer

***more???***

tis releeee good hun, keep writing!

PaperClip!

(((huggles)))(((^10)))

a fantastic read.
keep writing, this is great.
You're great.

Thank you for your input. I need a favor. There is a possibility that I will need characters for my story (there are a total of six in what I have written), and I feel that the story could use another two or three characters. If you are interested in having a place in my story, please send me some info about yourself. i.e. Name, Age, Personality, Habits, Possible relationship. That whole shpeal. I would prefer you pm me instead of comment, that way I can get to it easier. I will consider everyone that gives me info. I will try my best to incorporate each person that submits info to me.

Sorry about that long thing, I hope you can understand that. Well, until next time!

Love always

_Mer

your a very good writer. i really like this xx

*sits and waits for more*
This is excellent

I am in the process of writing more, but I just haven't had the time to do it. I will post more as soon as I can. Sorry about that.

_Mer

Thats ok no need to apologise
Take your time

"That ****er better be home!" Arhen grumbled as we walked onto the street where Seb lives.

"You know he's home, he is always with his girlfriend and they are totally in love," I smiled.

"Yes, I-can-HEAR-how-in-love-they-are!" He cackled, staggering his words. Once I finally got where he was coming at, I punched him in the arm.

"That's not nice!" I whined.

"But it's true," he remarked. Thinking about it, I laughed, shrugging in agreement. "Ahh, we're here!" We stopped in front of a medium brick house. "Let's go in." He lead me to the front porch. He bent down and picked up the key that was underneath the welcome mat. He used it to open the door, of course, without knocking first. Eh, he practically lived there anyway, so it really made no difference.

He took me into the house.

"Hello," he called out, "anyone here?" There was no answer.

"Hmm," I said, "I guess no one's home.

"Hello!" Arhen yelled again.

"Arhen," I snapped, "there is no use yelling if there isn't anybody..." I screamed. Someone had attacked my sides. "What the hell?" I turned around and saw someone looking back at me.

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I know it's not much, but it is the start of the second chapter I guess you could say. Thank you for reading my story for as long as you have. I greatly appreciate. Comments and criticism are welcomed as always. I love to hear your opinions.

Well, until next time!

nice cliffhanger.
hurry and write more, this addict needs his fix.

Oooh this is good hun

Arhen let of me and grabbed him.

"Dan!" He yelled, "What the hell did you do that for?" Dan slunk out of his hold.

"Aww, come on," Dan whined, "can't you take a joke?"

"You scared the hell out of me," I wimpered. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Sowwy, Cecilia, please forgive me."

"Fine," I scoffed, "I forgive you."

"Yay!" Dan screeched.

"You really need to work on that screeching of yours," Arhen warned. "You know that gets on her nerves."

"Tell me about it," Dan exclaimed. "I really hope she didn't hear me...!" Dan buckled over, holding his head. "Owwwwwwwwwwww!"

"You need to work on not yelling all the ****ing time," his assailant moaned.

"Well, SORRY, Miss Tits," he smirked. This really struck a chord with her. She jumoed on Dan's back, compromising him to the ground. She placed herself on his back. "Mere-chan, I was only kidding."

"Hmm," Mer shrugged, "too badd, I'm not getting off of you till Sara gets back." She crossed her fishnet clad legs on the ground.

'Meredith, still as merciless as ever I see," Arhen laughed.

She let out a chuckle,"and you're next if you pull anything."

Arhen cringed in fear.

"Don't worry, Mer." I laughed, "I'll keep him in line."

"I know you will, C.C." Mer smiled, "Now get over here! I haven't seen you in ages!"

I let go of Arhen's hand and hugged her. She got off of Dan, shooting a streak of fear into him.

"Oh, come on, Dan. I beat on you because I 'luf' you." Mer exclaimed, 'I'll let you off easy this time."

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I am so glad that I finally have some time to write some more. I know you've been waiting, but I hope this will make up for that. Thank you for reading as far as you have. Comments and criticism are always welcome.

Well, until next time.

<3 always

_Mer

a very interesting read. I'm looking forward to more
*hugs* this is wonderful

Yay more
this was was really good

I'm sorry I haven't been able to post anymore. I have been diagnosed with CVS (Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome) and I really haven't been able to do much of anything. I have been writing more in the days I have been spending at home from school, so I will hopefully be able to post a decent update.

Thanks again for taking an interest in my work and I hope you enjoy the later installments.

Take care, stay safe.

_Mer

^^ Hope your ok hun.. Your writing is brilliant! *sits patiently and waits for more*

Zoe xxXX

i love this story, you are really talented

i hope you're ok hunni

Kate

xxx

*Sits and refuses to move*
:D
Love it!!!
You have a real talent for this!
x x

*Huggles*
Its ok, just get yourself better first

How ya feeling hun?? - Hope your feeling better and spending lots of time watching Day Time TV!!

Major Hugs!

Aww, I feel special. Thank you so much for all the warm comments, they really help make me feel better. I have time to give you guys an update, so sit tight for a lil bit and I'll update the story for you.

_Mer

*sits and wait patiently*

I still love it.

xx

She pulled me in for another hug.

"I missed you, girl!" She gave me a small peck on the lips.

"Ohh," Dan shouted, "keep going!"

Not even a second passed until Dan found himself face down on the floor again. Of course, leave it to Arhen to break the silence, cracking up like he always does. It didn't take long for his laughter to infect the rest of us. We all know that Dan has always joked about the way Mer is with her girl friends.

"So where did Sara and Seb run off to?" Arhen asked.

"Oh," Mer said, snapping out of her ballbreaker phase. "They went shopping for our little get together tonight. Food and horror movies."

"Yeah, we decided to split the couples up. It is quite apparent that nothing would get accompished if they were to stay together." Dan explained.

"Mer and Seb would've been too busy making out and groping each other!" Arhen cackled. Mer's eyes darted, her neck snapped to where she was facing Arhen. He leaped and cowered behind me. "Please don't kill me."

"Come on," I said, "let him off easy this time."

Her face contorted into a smile.

"Alright...only because you asked ever-so nicely."

"THANK YOU!" He yelped.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," She mumbled.

"I'd hate to break up this love fest..." Dan spoke up, out of the blue. "We should go to Seb's room to get things ready." There was an assortment of grunts of agreement from the rest of us. Arhen grabbed my hand and laced his fingers with mine as we headed out of the foyer. As we were walking down the hallway, Dan turned around and took notice to us.

"When did this happen?" He asked.

"Oh," I gasped, "I really don't know."

"Well, it's about damn time!" Mer exclaimed, "you two have had googly eyes for each other for the longest time. We were all wondering when you guys would get together."

I smiled, feeling my face turning beet-red. I felt Arhen's arms come around my waist.

"She's all mine!" He claimed, "but you can make out with Mer whenever you want."

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that," Mer growled.

It's funny, Mer and Arhen argue all the time; but they are really close friends. They always fight, but that is how they show their affection torwards each other. They are like family, so alike, yet so different. One thing is for sure: I love em' both.

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I hope you enjoy the update. I still need a few characters, so if you are interested, you can find the requirements in an older post. PM me your info, and thank you to those that have already given me your info.

Well, until next time. And remember to take care and be safe!

_Mer

How lovely =]

xx

Very good hun

Its been worth the w8 hun!

Keep writing when you have time!!

Bump!

Hey this is really good :)
I love it
Your really good at writing sweetie

Hope your ok,
and keep up the fantastic work :D


xxx

hope your okay.
im still loving it!
xx

just found this, and it is seriously really good.
keep on writing, youve got talent (:

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT???

gutted it ended thats brill writing i really want to carry on reading lol

I quite like it.

"When are Sara and Seb supposed to get back?" Arhen wondered.

"Maybe in half an hour," Dan said.

"Sweet," Mer cheered, running torwards the back of the house, stripping articles of clothing as she ran. "That means I'm goin' swimming!" Seb has a lake behind his house and it was absolutly amazing. The lake has the most wonderful view: clear emerald water with an island with a gazebo in the middle of it. We followed the trail of discarded clothing to the back door. Already clad in a bikini, Mer made her way to the small wooden dock. She leaped of the edge and dived into the water.

"The fun part will be getting her out," Dan laughed. "I swear that woman is part fish or something." The rest of us walked over to the dock to sit down on the chairs that were precariously perched facing the lake. We made small conversation as we watched Mer backstroke through the water.

"Mer's never been the one to wear bikini's," I said, taking notice to her naked torso.

"Oh," Dan gasped, "she got that tattoo on her side. Since then, she has had no problem showing it off." I looked at her closely, gazing at the body art that decoratted her entire left side.

"Holy ****, that is amazing!" I said, awestruck.

"It is a completely original design," Arhen spoke, "she drew it out herself, even though it took two years."

The tattoo was phenominal. It consisted of three large, bloodstained skulls. Each skull sprouted a pair of razor-sharp wings from the back. Each had a different attribute that distinguished itself from the others. The top skull had colorful pills spilling out of its eye sockets and mouth. The next was completely entangled in ropes. The last had a bullet hole bored through the temple. It was breathtaking on her body, but the significince was even more incredible. Each skull signified an attempt at suicide that she has taken.

"It's been three years since she tried to kill herself," Arhen said.

"It's nice to know that she is doing so much better now," Dan shrugged.

"I can remember wrestling that gun from her that day," Arhen recollected.

"Yeah, I'm glad that we were able to save her." I sighed, bringing my knees torwards my chest. "I don't even want to know what it would be like without her around."

As I was speaking, I noticed something quite peculiar about her skin. There were three large crevaces, side by side, hidden within the colors. It soon became obvious why Mer did not like showing off her body.

We sat there in silence, all devoured within the flashback that has overtaken us.

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Thanks for waiting and for your concern. I am doing a lot better. (Aside from finding out that I might have to get my gallbladder removed, but it is a worthless organ anyway. :P) I am going on vacation tomorrow, so I will try to finish the rest of the next part so I can post it tonight. I should be back Tuesday or Wednsday next week, so I will write more so I can update when I get back.

You guys are amazing. Take care and please stay safe.

_Mer

stirring. i love reading this.

Wow this is fantastic, I hope you have a good time away