I was getting distracted at the thought of whether or not my friend was alive if I'm honest.
But. No guilt trips :P
Sorry if this chapter's a little short, but :)
Chapter Twelve
You don’t deserve to live. I pushed the blade hard into my wrist. What about Naomi? What if she did come back? She’s not coming back. She’s better at this game than you are. She’s going to stay thin forever. I took a deep breath and dragged the blade quickly downwards, gasping at the surprising amount of pain I could feel; it had never been this painful before.
I dropped the blade on the floor and clutched my arm where the blood was now pumping through my fingers. Images of Naomi and I together entered my mind; the butterflies I felt when she kissed me; our first night together. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t leave her. She’s not coming back. You don’t deserve to be happy with her. It was true; Naomi would be better off without me. She wasn’t this ill until I came along. Now she was being fed through a tube.
I watched the blood flow in fascination and used the side of the bed to ease myself onto the floor, staining my bed sheets in red. I sat cross-legged between my bed and Naomi’s bed, completely mesmerised by the speed in which the blood dripped down my arm and onto the floor.
I heard a knock on my door. “Keira?” It was Louise. “Keira, are you okay?”
I began to panic. She couldn’t see me like this, no one could. I tried to answer, but the words got caught in my throat, fear and anxiety pushing them back down to the pit of my stomach. I tried to force them out, but all I got was tears rolling down my cheeks. She knocked and called my name again, but I couldn’t speak, let alone let her know I was fine.
After a few seconds, the only sound I was able to make was a weak croak, which tumbled from my lips and fell into further silence. At that moment, Louise burst into my room, took one look at me and the mess I had created and called for Tara who came running to her side a few seconds later. They both rushed over to me and hit me with questions; why; how; when. I physically couldn’t answer any of them. Then the room started going dark and suddenly I felt absolutely exhausted.
“Stay awake for me, Keira,” Tara said calmly, applying pressure to my arm. Louise began tapping my face to try and pull me out of the darkness, but I wanted them to leave me alone.
All of a sudden, I was feeling very happy as more and more images of Naomi came into my mind. They were going to be with me forever. I just wanted to sleep. Why weren’t they letting me sleep? Tara and Louise simply became blurry outlines before more fuzzy, colourful things came closer too. I felt a sharp tug at my arm before Tara swore under her breath.
Then it was dark again.
I'm gonna tap him like a maple tree. I'm gonna search him for some syrups. I'm gonna be having sex with him.
