Chapter Four

I woke up alone, and I slightly felt alone. None the less I pulled myself out and up from bed. As I climbed into the shower, I began to sing random tunes. I slowly lean to begin shaving my legs. As I finished my legs the water turned colder but I didn't get out, I embraced the now freezing water.

Coughing, gagging, struggling to breathe. Where am I? What am I doing here? Help. I'm drowning. I can't move, someone has my head

As I slowly  began to think about my past. I thought of the pain and misfortune, I miss my grandma and their was nothing I could do now.

I couldn't stop myself, I  got to the floor on my knees. I began to cry, and when I opened my eyes again. I had began removing the blades from the razor. As I began to slowly cut vertically and puncture my wrists, I hear a knock at the door. Persistently Jane talking louder and angrier. I didn't care, for a moment I thought I lost everything left of my life. I was ignored through all those prayers spent on my childhood. So-- I ignored it. Jane slowly began to go from talking loudly to yelling.

"___ LET ME IN!" I opened the door and came face to face with a flustered Jane. I was naked and she was baffled when I had opened it. As she looks me up and down staring at the pale whipping scars, and the fresh pink scars that riddle my body. Her eyes meet my breast, dripping with water and her eyes wander down to my protruding hips. She has to look away, she is very confused as to why I'm naked and or why I don't care that she sees me.

"I have opened this door. Because you couldn't wait till I got clothes on. Now you have to deal with my exposure." I smiled.

"I'm sorry ---. Breakfast is at 9." I shook my head and closed the door, slowly sliding down the door. I cleaned the cuts up but they continued to bleed,  I was giving up with that bullshit and I didn't care at that point. I  couldn't take it anymore so I wrapped them up, and brushed out my hair. I put on my grey joggers and a blue tank top. As I walked out of my room, I quickly  slide on my socks and continue down the hall still carrying my hoodie I had managed to grab on the way out of my bedroom.

I was walking down the stairs and I felt a strong arm grab a hold of my shirt. Dr. Smile. He looked down at my arm, "I will take a look at those after breakfast." I pulled away and slid on my hoodie.

"I'm fine." He looked back at me.

"I didn't ask you anything, I said I would do something. I intend on doing it." He gave me a slightly aggravated stare. When I made it to the bottom of the stairs to see Clockwork, Jane, and Sally talking to Eyeless Jack and Toby. Jane looks at me, and so does Sally. I look away and walked to the living room. 8:47 I whispered quietly to myself looking at the clock above the fireplace. As I walk around the couch, Laughing Jack stands up, "What a game would that be if I hadn't given you my seat. Enjoy my little candy." I smile and laugh

"Thanks Laughing Jack." I smiled and accepted. I took a seat next to Puppeteer and Masky. Quietly tending to start shaking my leg out of nervousness of all these new people. Crazy to say, serial killers.

"___ ? Is it?" Masky leans over. I feel his hot breath on my ear and hear the laughs from some girls in the corner.

"Uh yeah. But -nickname- is what I prefer." He looks over and says.

"Ok ___ ." Puppeteer who sits across from me, begins playing with a golden string wrapping it around his finger, and all of a sudden it disappeared.

"How'd you do that?" He smirked casually.

"Practice." Ben looked over and kinda slid down into his seat more.

"So ___ ? Do you play games?" I look up hiding in my hoodie slightly, because I'm not the person to talk much, and suddenly I've become the center of attention. 

"No. Never really got the hang of it." I said meekly and filled my cheeks with air and let it squish out like a duck noise. Blushing because that shit was loud as fuck.

He smirked and said. "I will teach you some tricks." I just smiled and rolled my way on my feet over to the book shelf. I found my favorite book "Broken Mends" I shook my head and blankly stared at the book. As I opened the book and began to read.

"A long time ago, it started from the beginning the thi-..."

!!Ding dong ding!!

The damn clock struck nine. Dinging the loudest hour strike, and pulling me from my trance. I look up and walked to the kitchen to where I was sat today, right next to Jeff and Sally. I stopped and looked at Sally's name tag I got stuck in my trance. Them everything went black.

When I woke to reality,  I was begin crowded by everyone looking down at me. I look up and people were yelling in my face, "___ WAKE UP! ARE YOU HERE?! HELLO!!!"

I sit up and look around. People are grabbing my arm, and throwing questions. I look up and I stand up. Not a word I left them all looking as I left the room silently. I went to my room and huddled in the darkest place of my bed and I fell asleep.

When I woke from my sleep I saw Eyeless Jack and sat up. He looked down at me and sighed. He sat on the bed, grabbed my arm and asked "Can you walk?"

I tried to stand up but slipped back onto the bed. I was a little uneven. I had just tried to end my life what do you expect? He pulled me up and half carried half let me walk down the hall. He set me against a wall, that at the end lied to his room. He opened the door and the room was so dark. That he couldn't find the switch, until he slid his hand across the switch and adjusted the light.

Settling me down, I was on a bench and it was covered with carvings. I look to him and watch as he walks around the room collecting things. He came back and pulled my blood soaked bandages off of my arm making one of my cuts gush blood as the scab is pulled off with the bandage. He quickly stared sewing; as soon as he cleaned it out. "Can't you feel it?" He suddenly asked, as I look over at him.

"I can't feel the pain. I'm too numb."

He sighs and says "I shouldn't even do the but..." he grabs a needle and a rubber elastic band.

Kneeling down he grabs my arm and wrapped one of the bands around it. Saying, "I know I just met you ---, I have never felt like this before. Like I don't have to talk to you and I feel like I like you a lot. That is why, I'm going to make a serious decision. It's definitely dangerous, and well can affect you. Physically, you may not be human after this." He jammed the needle into my arm. Applying it to him as well. He transferred some of his blood to me. I gritted my teeth together when it started pouring in my system.

I blacked out shortly after as it began to burn, and when I woke up I was only inches to begin on the floor rather than in my bed. I felt arms pull me  up and slowly put me farther back on the comforters. I heard whispers and soft giggles and.

Jeff?

Ben?

Masky?

Who?