Take Me Away

( PROLOGUE ) My Curse

Ambrosia Mallory Yukimura. That's what my mother named me. It doesn't fit me at all. Ambrosia was called food for the gods, I guess it grants immortality. In Greece it was called the 'elixir of life.' My name really doesn't fit me.

Mallory, on the other hand, was a named decided for me by my grandmother. I still have yet to meet her. Obviously it means unfortunate or ill-fated. Suits me perfectly. My life is full of misfortune. My birth was a mistake. There is no one in this world who needs me, so it won't hurt anyone once I'm gone.

That's right. It won't hurt anyone, so why can't I do it? I have the razor blade in my palms, it doesn't take much to just grip it and slit my wrists. I have no purpose to live. I want to do it. Why can't I fucking do it!? I look in the mirror, I have dark circles and bags under my eyes. My eyes are blood shot red but I have no tears, I never have tears any more. I promised never to cry again. Crying gets you nowhere.

"Ah! I can't fucking take this anymore! Just fucking do it already!" I yell at myself in the mirror.

"Everyone hates you, no one needs you, I HATE YOU!" I scream and began pounding my head into the mirror. I pound so hard over and over until the mirror shatters and there's blood every where filling the sink. My head feels numb and I know it's gushing out blood but it doesn't hurt. I don't feel the pain. I grab a piece of the shattered glass from the mirror and stab it through my jugular. I know I should be screaming in pain right now but it doesn't hurt. It never hurts anymore, I stopped feeling pain a long time ago. I don't want to think about that, I don't want to think about anything. I just want to GO AWAY!

I push the piece of glass further into my jugular and quickly pull it out. I scream louder, not because it hurts but because I'm dying of irritation. No matter what I do it never works.

"Ambrosia!" I can hear 'That Man' screaming my name. He's banging on the door now.

"Ambrosia! Unlock the door!" He has no right to call my name.

"Ambrosia!" Maybe it's finally happening. I feel as if I'm losing consciousness. Maybe I'm finally leaving this world. That would be great. I'm nothing but a nuisance, a burden. I shouldn't be here. It would be great if I was gone.

KA-BOOM ! Fuck! I Hear the bathroom door bust open. Why did he come again? Why does he always come for me? Wouldn't it be better if I was gone? Ah, about time. I drift off into unconsciousness. How long will it be this time?