Some Cuts Just Don't Heal
 

Chapter 2

       "You know the guy I told you about? Renz? The guy I was dating? Yesterday he asked if we could meet up so we did. When we were walking to my home, Renz was acting very weird. He usually would smile a lot and joke around. But yesterday he was very silent. When I asked him what's up, all he ever did was say "I'm sorry, Nora. I really am..." When I went home I turned on the T.V. The news was on so I watched it. One special report caught my attention. A young man wearing a black black t-shirt and a pair of dark jeans and around my height and age had jump off the bridge and killed himself. I laughed at the fact that this man resembled Renz a lot....until I heard his name and the place he died. He had died one street away from my house. I was in total shock. In my mind I didn't know what to do. So.....I.......Um...." Drew stared at me. "So you cut yourself?" I nodded. "I thought I was a freak......" I said silently. Drew's eyes grew wide. "Why would you say that?" I took another deep breath. "Drew....Renz wasn't the only person in my life that had committed suicide. My eyes began to tear. Drew patted me on my head and handed me a tissue. Drew asked, "So there were other people in your life that committed suicide?" I nodded slowly. "I was told that when I was 3 months old my great aunt killed herself. My mother died when she was giving birth to me. And the family member I ever known of, my dad, killed himself 2 years ago when I was at school. I don't know how to handle this. Why is everyone around me dying?!" Drew hugged me. His body warmth, his scent, his heartbeat, all of it just calmed me down. For a moment, I just wanted time to just stop. I didn't want to think of anything. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Drew and I immediately let go of each other.