A Warrior Of Youth

Lissas POV

CC threw me against the lockers and I crumbled to the floor. Sobs continuously shook my body as I watched the three figures walk away from myself, Jinxx and Jake.
My wrists were hurting from where CC restraining me, but I didn't care. My vision was blurred from my tears, but I could hear Jinxx and Jake groaning.
I wiped my eyes and my attention was caught when I noticed Jinxx's black eye.
"Oh my God Jinxx! Your eye!" I said crawling over to him and cradling his head in my lap. I swept his black hair off his face to inspect his eye. "Oh God, Jinxx, you're bleeding!" I said uncovering the gash just above his eyebrow.
Jinxx raised his hand to touch his face, but I smacked it away.
"No don't touch it! You might need stitches."
"Is he okay?" I heard Jake mumble.
I turned my attention to him and saw blood dripping from his lip.
"Oh God, Jake, you're bleeding too. Your lip has been split open! Ashley really did a number on you" I said reaching my free hand to grab his chin.
His hand lightly touched his lip and blood covered his fingertip.
"Oh shit!"
"Are you okay otherwise?" I asked Jake.
"I think so. My gut hurts a bit. How's Jinxx?"
"Jinxx, you okay? Does your eye hurt?" I asked shaking him a little.
"Hmmm, uhhh, I don't know" he mumbled fluttering his eyes, then closing them.
"Jinxx, keep your eyes open. Sweeite, don't close your eyes!" I said starting to panic. "Are you okay to walk?" I said panicky to Jake.
"Ahh yeah" he said getting up, then gently lifting Jinxx so I could get up.
"I think the both of you need to go to hospital."
"What? No! I'm fine!"
"Well if you're fine, he isn't!" I said getting frustrated with him. "Just help get him to my car and well take him now" I said fresh tears escaping my eyes.
"G-guys I-I'm finnee" Jinxx mumbled from the floor.
"No your not!" I snapped to him. "Jake, help me life him" I said wiping the tears off my face.
"Hey, just stop for a moment" Jake said grabbing my wrist. "Are you okay?"
"You guys are the ones who are hurt, not me."
"Are you sure? You're practically shaking!"
"Look, forget about me! Help me lift Jinxx!" I demanded.
"Were talking about this later" he said grabbing Jinxx's arm and lifting him gently from the floor.
I wrapped his other arm across my shoulders and helped Jake get Jinxx to his feet.
"Jinxx, keep your eyes open, try and walk a little, please?" I pleaded with him.
Jinxx stumbled his way to my car. Using myself and Jake to support his weight.
"G-guys, my h-head reallllyyy h-hurts. C-can't I-I just g-go to sleep?" he stammered.
"Not yet sweetie, not yet" I said as we reached my car. "Jake, stay in the back with him. Make sure he doesn't close his eyes" I said getting my keys out.
I was just hoping he was going to be alright.

I hated hospitals. The white walls of the waiting area made me feel like I was in a mental institute.
A nurse saw Jinxx and Jake and made sure they were attended to. Both of them needing stitches.
This was all my fault. If it wasn't for me none of this would have happened. Jake would have never broken up with Ella. He would have never kissed me and then Jinxx would have never had tried to become friends with me! There was no one to blame but me. I was pathetic and worthless. I didn't deserve to have people like Jake and Jinxx trying to defend me.
My thoughts were spiraling and the urge to cut again was growing stronger.
No! I can't!
But you want to. One cut and this will go away.
I looked down at my hands and they were still shaking. Tears had been streaming down my face the whole I had been waiting. It was just an endless river that I watched drip onto my jeans.
I thought about the scissors in my pencil case and whether they'd be sharp enough.
You don't deserve a sharp razor. Blunt scissors will still do the job.
I gulped and grabbed my bag from the seat beside me and raced into the nearby bathroom.
I locked myself in a stall, ripping my bag open and rummaging for the semi-sharp object it contained.
My fingers touched the cool metal of the blade and it gave me chills. I tossed my bag aside and pulled my jeans down a bit.
I looked at the cuts I made last night and they were still a bright glowing red. If I were to pick at them, they would bleed again.
I opened the blades and put one tip to the top of my thigh with no cuts.
I pressed down hard against my skin. Dragging the blade deeper. Wanting it cut my skin like paper. Again, I didn't watch myself. I shut my eyes and let my hand to the work.
It hurt like hell. The blunt razor made it harder to penetrate the skin, which made it that much more painful.
There was still blood running down the side of my leg and onto the toilet seat lid.
I looked at the bloodied scissors, then down at my leg. Red liquid oozed from the wounds and I felt them burn as I got some toilet paper to wipe up the mess.
It was hurting so much more than the razor blade.
I left some toilet paper on the cuts so they wouldn't leak through my jeans, then went back out to the waiting area, where Jake was sitting.
"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be resting?" I said as I approached him.
"They said I was fine to rest at home. They gave me four stitches on my lip and some pain medication. Have you heard anything about Jinxx?" He asked.
"Nothing yet. I hope he's okay" I said sitting in a way that wouldn't irritate my new cuts.
"Are you okay? Where were you just now?" He asked curiously.
"I was in the bathroom. And I'm fine. Just worried about Jinxx. I feel so bad. None of this would have happened if it weren't for me!" I said putting my head in my hands.
"It's okay. Everything will be fine" he said wrapping an arm around my shoulders and hugging me.

Notes

Hey guys,
Please let me know what you think!
I'm dying to know! Do you think Lissa has a handle of things or will she lose it completely?
-Tina xx