The Morticians Daughter

I woke up with puffy and irritated eyes doing the same thing that I always do. I check my surroundings. Oh fucking wow. The same bedroom I woke up to last time, accept it seemed less blurry.

Probably because I didn't smoke weed last night and I don't have the after high. Next thing I did was feel my surroundings. This time I was over Andy's comforters, and his arm was wrapped tightly around my waist. What is it with this kid and spooning?

I attempt to prop myself up to reach for the clock to check the time only to yelp in sharp pain from my arms and wrists. I look down to see that they where bandaged once again and they weren't just bandaged but extremely soar. Andy jumped up behind me with alarm. I probably woke him up from yelping that I squeezed out.

I felt my cuts open underneath the binding which hurt ally more than usual. Tears sprang to my eyes because of the amount of pain. Then I just realized, why am I wearing bandages, and why the fuck am I in Andy's bed? I tried to sniffle the tears but Andy turned me around So now I was facing him, but I dare stare into those mesmerizing blue eyes. Wait.. What?

"You okay?" Just his soft low voice made me remember all of the events of last night. Why I cut, why I'm over here, and why my eyes are practically swollen and blood shot. Aaron.. I burst into tears. That fucking asshole. I loved him. I truly did. Then he goes behind my back to sleep with another girl. I promised him I would come back to California as soon as high school ends.

Buying guess that's not happening anymore. "Aaron.." I sobbed, but Andy brought me into a hug as I cried deeply into his chest. Andy rocked me back and forth as I cried. My arms hurts So bad. I grip away from Andy. "M-my arms really hurt." I tried to speak but ended up sounding like a crushed mouse.

"How bad are the cuts?"I wiped my tears but they still threatened to drop from my eyes. I refuses to let them. "They where really bad, Kelley. You had allot of cuts. So many even overlapping you old and fresh ones I couldn't see your skin anymore." He paused to make eye contact.

"Kelley. Promise me you will not cut your wrists anymore." What? No no no! I can't do that. Cutting is my only escape. It's like somebody addicted to cigarettes, I need my razor as they need there smokes.

"Andy.. You know I can't promise you that." He sighed. "Give me your phone." What? I'm not giving him my phone, I've only met this kid not even a week ago. He has a ton of nerve asking me to stop cutting, what the hell is he going to do with my phone. I hand him it, and he turns it around popping out the battery.

My eyes widen.

My razors. No no no. He emptied the razors in my phone. "Is that it?" I nodded yes. Haha I'm not fucking stupid. I still have the one hidden in my bathroom. My lucky razor. He glared at me as he pinched one of the razors in his fingers. "Promise me." He said bluntly and commanding. "Andy. No." I'm not going down without a fight. I swear to god he better not throw them out.
"Fine."

He held out his wrist. I gulped. He's not doing what I think he is gonna do. Before I could even say anything he had the razor drawn and glided easily down this small arm.

You saw the pink line, the red mark, then the blood. "Andy what the fuck are you doing?" I seethed at him. I knew he had really old scars. But I never saw any fresh ones. "Promise me."

"Andy I can't-"

I began to plead but he glided it down his wrist once again making an even bigger gash.
"Andy stop!" I screamed but he just stared at me as he slashed at his wrists. 5 slashes. Tears prickled my eyes. I tried to grab the razor from him but that didn't work. I noticed that he had eyes prickling his as we'll. "Andy what's wrong with you? Why the fuck are you doing that?" I screamed tears falling.

"Promise!" He screamed.

Before he drew the 6th slash on his wrist I would do anything to make him stop. "Okay!! Okay just please stop!" I pretty much tackling him falling on top of him grabbing the razor and threw it across the room. I grabbed his arm and wiped the blood off with my shirt. Andy seemed dazed. He stared blankly as I picked myself up and grabbed Andy off the bed and walked him to to the bathroom where he fixed himself.

"Sit." I commanded him to sit where I sat last time. Twice before Andy grabbed the medical kit from the lower left hand drawer so I just pulled it and found the kit. I did exactly what he did to clean mine. I even counted them and kissed his wrist. He just stared there. Dazed. "Andy?" Without motion he answered me with a "yea?" Ashe mumbles it dryly. "Are you okay?" "Yea."

"I'm sorry." I really am sorry. I should have just given up with the fucking cutting. "Not your fault." He mumbled. "Andy, at least stare at me! Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry for putting you threw this shit. I'm sorry for bringing my pathetic life into yours, I'm sorry for making you cut again. And I'm really sorry for-"

I was cut off as Andy quickly jumped off the counter and he shoved me on the back of the wall. "Fuck. Stop blaming yourself for things. It's not your fault. Input the razor to my wrist. Not you. Understand." My back was against the wall as he propped his knuckles about my shoulders. His face least light into mine.

"Its not your fault." He stared me into the eyes. He slowly leaned in. Wait, is he about to kiss me?! His eyes are closed. Just go with it Kelley, yes he's very attractive, but I met him like three days ago! Just as our noses touch and I can feel his breathe on my lips, the doorbell rings. I rolled my eyes. Really?

"Shit.." Andy mumbled as he stared me in the eyes with want. I just stared there with wide eyes. Did I really want to kiss him? No. We can't. I barely even knew this guy. He stepped back and began walking out as he grunted and sighed skipping down the stairs.

"What?" Andy asked a little pissed off at the stranger in the door way. "Dude violets in the hospital. She broke her arm falling down some steps. Can you please give me a ride to the hospital?" I heard a voice come from downstairs which sounded familiar.

Tate.

I walked into the hallway and stared over there stair balcony and Tate waved. "Hey Kelley. Please Andy?" Tate said pulling his attention back to andy. He nodded. "Let me grab my keys. Kelley you wanna come meet violet?" I nodded. He grabbed his keys and we all headed out the door to his car to the hospital.

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Tate and Andy walked in front of me as they asked the checkout lady where she was. "Violet Harmon please?" Tate asks the lady as she types quickly into the computer. "Are you all three visitors?" She asked and we nodded. "She's in room 38E."

After walking and finding her room we knocked on the door which was opened by a middle aged woman in a sweater and khakis, she also had long ginger hair. "Hey Tate. You come to see violet?"

"Yes ma'am. This is my new friend Kelley. And you know andy." I nodded and waved. "Hi I'm Mrs. Harmon but you can call me Vivian. And my husband isn't here at the moment." She nodded to me. I gave her a warm smile as we all went into the room. Tate ran to the girl in the bed with long brown hair and slightly tan skin who had a hospital cast on her right arm.

"Babe. Are you okay?" He kissed her nose as he held her good hand and he crouched on the side of the bed. "Yea. Turns out I have a mild concision and I bumped my head pretty hard falling down the steps." She smiled up at boyfriend. And paused to look at me. "Who's she?"

"Hi. I'm Kelley. Tate's and Andy's friend. I'm new here." I smiled at her and she grinned. "Cool."

Notes

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