We Stitch These Wounds

CheaterCheater -9-

After I had put everyone's clothes away, I laid down on my bed and pondered of what to do with my life in the next few hours. I looked at my phone and decided to call my boyfriend. I dialed his number and waited for his answer.

"'Ello?"

"Hey, Oliver!" I smiled at nothing.

"Hey, love! I know you called me, but I'm in the middle of something at the moment. Can I call you back later?" he asked me. My heart deflated and I gave him the go. "Okay, I'm sorry. I love you, bye."

I again expected him to hang up and threw my phone onto the carpeted floor. What I didn't expect was to hear a bed squeaking and two people moaning coming from my phone. I picked it back up and hit the mute button for my mic. "O-Oli!" I heard a girl say. I knew that voice... That was Hannah. The squeaking stopped and they began to talk after a couple of minutes. "When are you going to break up with him?" Hannah asked Oliver.

"I don't know. He's so nice and innocent... He can never know about you, that's for sure. It'd break his heart..."

"Yeah, it fucking did, Oliver," I yelled through the phone.

I heard them both gasp and Oliver picked up his cell. "Andy! I-I-I didn't- this isn't what it sounds like!"

"Yes. This isn't what it sounds like. I didn't just hear my boyfriend fucking another girl. Nope. I just heard moans, squeaks, a screams. Nope. That's not fucking. Nope. All I heard was a fucking CHEATER!" I screamed at him, tears threatening to fall.

"I was gonna break it off, but-"

"But what? Too busy going behind my back?! We're through, but I guess that's how it was in your mind already, wasn't it?"

"Okay, we're through. I can understand that. Please don't do anything stupid, though. I don't want to see your face in the death column of the paper..." Oliver whispered the last part.

"We're through. You have no control over me anymore. If you see me there, boo-fucking-hoo. I hope you feel bad to know that you're one of the reasons of why I would end up there." I was met with silence as I kept yelling at him. "Y'know what? You thought I stopped. I never did. Ever. In fact I still haven't. It happened all through our relationship. It still does. What do you wanna say to that?"

"I tried to help you. I really did. It took me a long time to realize that cutting wasn't the answer. I wanted to help you realize that, too. I guess I failed... Instead I just fueled the fire..."

"Yeah. You did," I chuckled emptily. "This is the most I've spoken in years. You can see how much you meant to me. But I guess that went down the drain."

"M'sorry, Andy. I really am."

"I've heard that so many times that I know the word is empty. Goodbye, Oliver." I hung up before he could say anything and I looked at my phone. I squeezed my hand around it, but I knew I couldn't break it that way. A flash of anger ran through me and I growled and yelled out as I threw my phone at the wall. I didn't shatter like I hoped it would. Instead, it stuck out of the hole it made like a ninja star. I was huffing and I looked towards the doorway. I saw the guys standing there, wide-eyed.

Everything hit me all at once. My father hates me. My mother hates me. The guys are probably freaked out of me. Oliver cheated on me. Hannah knew he was and didn't stop it. Oliver isn't my boyfriend anymore.

My breathing picked up and became more erratic. I grabbed and tugged my longer hair. My eyes sting with unshed tears and I couldn't take it anymore. "No. No, no, no, no, no... That didn't... It didn't... No, no, no, no..." I couldn't focus on anything and black spots invaded my vision. I heard someone say something and I saw the guys come towards me, but I passed out before I could do anything.

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I woke up and looked around the room. I didn't know what had happened nor could I remember until my view can across my phone. Still stuck in the wall. I just sat on my bed. I felt so numb to anything. I sighed and thought of the verse I wrote.

"Sit down with thoughts alone now,
With blood these lyrics came.
Your words,
They eat right through me.
Death could hear my shame..."

I whispered the lyrics to myself and I pondered for a moment. I reached under my bed and pulled the red spiral out of my backpack. I wrote on the front cover "I'm a music whore" before turning to the page.

"You kissed the lips of evil,
Two months is all the same.
I begged for mans approval,
Pray to die in vain."

I felt like Hannah was an evil witch and Oliver was kissing her. It had been two months since we both said our first I love you's. I always tried to impress my father, but failed every time. And right now... I'm hoping Oliver will die in vain. I sighed and pulled my phone out of the wall. It turned on miraculously and I blocked Oliver from every social media site I was on. I set my phone down on my pillow and strained my ears for any type of noise. I heard the TV going, but nothing else was going on. That changed when I heard footsteps coming. I quickly and quietly stuck my phone back in the hole of the wall and laid back down to pretend I was asleep.

The footsteps got closer and I tried to figure out who was with me. "Andy?" I heard Ashley's voice whisper. When I didn't respond, he continued. "I found it, Andy. Underneath on the bottom of the drawer in the bathroom." My stomach dropped at his words, but I gave no signs that I was awake. "I want to help you. I found it when it pricked my finger and I got scared and freaked out. I don't get scared nor freaked out that much. I'm a go-with-the-flow type of guy. So when I do, it's huge. I asked the other guys and they took it so far as to stripping naked in front of me." Ash paused a second to chuckle. "I'm traumatized with the picture in my head. But none of them had any... Inflictions. And I know I didn't. So that only left you. We're all really scared, Andy. You're our best friend. I can't lose another best friend... I can't go through that. Neither can the others. You have to stay. I want to help you to stop. I really do." There was silence for a while and I didn't know what happened until he sighed. "You're not even awake and I'm lecturing you. Wait... Was this what you meant when you said, "you thought I stopped. I never did. Ever. In fact I still haven't. It happened all through our relationship. It still does"? You cut during your relationship? And he tried to help you to stop? This makes me think that you're very stubborn. We'll just have to try really hard to change your mind. Wake up soon, Andy." Ashley pulled my folded Batman blanket from the top of my dresser over me and left the room.

I pondered if I should wake up or go back to sleep. I chose the latter and closed my eyes, waiting to be succumbed in forgotten dreams.

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Title Cred: CheaterCheaterBestFriendEater- NeverShoutNever