what a blade can heal....[cait, Blitz]

Elmo felt a run of adrenaline race through her as she pressed the blade to her skin. She felt the usual, pleasure, pain flow through her as the blade broke the skin, she sighed in pain, but pleasure. She dug it deeper into her skin burying it there. It hurt, really hurt, but she couldn’t stop, and there was that unexpected, but expected, urge that drove her on. Striking the blade across the whole of her wrist.

She watch as the blood flowed from her wound, like a river of red, over flowing, pushing on as more pushed it out. It was encouraging, this flow if blood and pain… was very addicting. The world it sent her into was the world that she never wanted to leave. She had no worries here. She was free-

She heard a creek, someone was coming her way. She looked at the trees that surrounded her; there was nowhere where she could hide. She felt herself panic.

Elmo felt the panic spread through her body. Cutting herself was the only way she could escape from the world, and this clearing was the only place she ever did it. Because here she could get away from the outer world, and escape in peace. But now with this girl standing before me, looking at me with a face full of disgust the feeling of… ‘home’ left Elmo. The girl just stood at the tree staring at her, glaring at her with her large eyes. Elmo didn’t like the attention, she wasn’t used to it. Weather it was negative or positive.

Elmo didn’t know what to do. She felt like she was prey that had just been startled. And If you have seen that before you know that no matter what the animal will stay in the same spot, hoping the predator won’t see it. That’s how she felt.

Slowly she began to raise, yanking her sleeve over her wrist, covering the freshly carved wound.

Elmo felt her sleeve stick to her arm as it soaked up as much blood as it could hold, but it didn’t stop the flow of blood which now started to drip to the ground making a puddle at Elmo’s feet. She didn’t even try to cover it up. In fact she didn’t move a muscle. Elmo felt tears well up in her eyes, but she didn’t know why she was crying. She never cries in front of people, let alone strangers. But the tears rolled down her cheeks warm and salty.

The girl said something but Elmo wasn’t concentrating on her. She had fallen into a sort of coma, where all the most horrible memories fill her memory, stopping from being able to use any of her senses. The memories of her mother, taking her pants off to ‘play’ with her again. The horrors of the night she ran away and was attacked by several viscous memories.

It was all to much for her, and she knew she was going to faint before she hit the ground.

The hallucination started. Tearing up Elmo’s body from the inside. The memories flooded her mind turning it into mush. It was no use. But none of her positive memories came to her. None of them when she was happiest, here in this clearing, where she learnt how to relive herself of this. But tonight with this girl it had all became too much, she had faltered and now lay unconscious on the floor.

The blood loss didn’t help with her situation either.

Soon Elmo started to come around. She opened her eyes, but the world was spinning and unclear, like someone had laid a layer of smoke over her vision. She started to panic and fail around on the floor trying to swipe it away. But no matter how much she waved at it wouldn’t go away, but she kept going. Hoping that if she kept up it would disappear.

The smoky haze soon disappeared leaving the world spinning. Elmo tried to sit up but it was too much. She felt as though is she sat up she would fall off the surface of the world, so she lay back down. But soon that was not all that was worrying her, she realized that the world around her was deadly quite. She couldn’t hear the rustle of leave, or the wind howling. She went back into panic mode.

She felt her insides scream and she didn’t know if she was screaming, which freaked her out even more…… then she finally told herself to calm down, taken deep breathe. But as usual it didn’t last long and in a couple of moments she was panicking to full extent.

Then the world turned black again and it was all quiet, but peaceful.