Two - Theo

I left the house through the back door that led onto the lawn, and made my way down to the river that ran along the bottom of our land. It took me five minutes to get down to the river and when I got there it was a little while before I found the right tree. I finally located it in the dark, and reached my hand into the crevice between two branches. The knife was there, as I knew it would be.

Grabbing my sleeve I pulled it up out of the way, and then the knife was at my skin and blood was running down my forearm, making a dripping nose as the droplets fell into the river. The anger I had been biting back all day slowly ebbed away, dripping through my blood, lost to the pain that flowed from me through the red slit in my arm.

I clenched my teeth, and let my eyes roll back into my head for a moment, relief pouring through me.

When I opened my eyes I stared at the blood, relishing the darkness of it against my pale moonlit skin. I  reached into my jeans pocket and took out a clean tissue; I wiped the knife clean with it, then replaced the shiny blade in the narrow crevice in the bark. Ready for the next time I’d need it. Probably tomorrow.

I stayed in the dark cover of the trees until the blood had dried, then, pulling my sleeve down to cover the newest addition to my scarred arm, I jogged back to the house, almost invisible in my black skinny jeans and jumper. Inside it was warm and quiet, the only noise coming from the large Grandfather clock in the hallway. I made my way to my room, closing and locking the door behind me, and, leaving the light off, going to sit on the large and cushioned window seat. I stared at the moon, huge and innocent looking as it hung in the deep sapphire sky, and wondered if there was anyone, anywhere, who was truly happy.   

 

Reviews

[Beatrice Mars]

ohhh love the discription again (although not that much else to love.....) really well done... must continue

[Eira Anchor]

:S
risky business.
don't revert to the dark days claire!


but ooooh i am happy you're writing a story. I do so love to read them!

carryong on....