Save Me (PG x PG)

Chapter 7 - Bound by Wounds

                  Vincent's POV

   It was recess and I was in the bathroom again. I took the bandages off my wrists and looked at the skin. Only a few cuts. That'll change quickly. Somehow, I became addicted to the sight, smell and taste of blood in just a single session that was interrupted before things could go wrong. Well, wrong in Alois' eyes. Wrong in Scott's eyes.

"Oh, who the hell am I kidding? Scott... Scott doesn't love me! He doesn't know and if he did, he probably wouldn't care!" I held my knife tightly in my hand. It was a lie though. Scott cared. He didn't love me like that but he cared for me. It was strange. I never cared much for anyone. Especially not a new kid who I still haven't dated. Alois and Jeremy were the only people I cared for before. I shrugged off these thoughts and began slicing the purple skin on my wrist. A smile spread across my face. Not the fake one or the genuine one. No, it was a smile worn by psychopaths. A smile I know Alois has worn. One that Jeremy has worn. One that I now wear.

Alois' POV

It was recess and I was with Scott, practicing for the talent show. I lied to Vincent. Scott was actually gonna sing Don't You Dare Forget the Sun.

"How did the next part go?" Scott asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"Uh... Where were you? I wasn't paying much attention." I answered honestly. Scott laughed. His laugh was beautiful... Like angels singing. Vincent was definitely right. "You know what? Just start over. I'm sorry." I mentally face palm. I sounded like an idiot in my mind but I spoke with no emotion. He nodded and cleared his throat.

"You're a mess tangled with your confidence
You think you haven't sinned
Well you're unstoppable
You're walls are impassible... Then what?" Scott asked me after singing what he knew. I was impressed with Scott to say the least. He has an amazing voice that would sound great with Vincent's.

"I think you are better off looking alone
Them boys who chase your hips can just go find their way home
And at the end of the day you think to yourself
My body isn't proud of me and so are the shells
Tell me I can change
Tell me I can change." I sang, staring into Scott's eyes. I turned away in disgust. I was betraying Vincent by doing this.

"Well I know you're laying back
Contemplating your own death
Well just look at what you've done
Don't you dare forget the sun, love
Don't forget." He continued. He forced me to look at him.

"Cold white walls keep you from your panic
You just wanna stab again
Can't believe it's half this hard
You never knew your mind was dark, no
I think you are better off looking alone
Them boys who chase your hips can just go find their way home
You can dig so deep for scars
You never knew your mind was dark
Come on and breathe with me, oh
Breathe with me, ooh

Well I know you're laying back
Contemplating your own death
Well just look at what you've done
Don't you dare forget the sun, love
You look down on me so casually in everything I know
You look down on me but not right on me
Did I wreck this broken home

Dear diary life is trying me
Can I get a sign
Or a two of mind
A piece of mind
Oh, can I get a sign
Can I get a sign

Well I know you're laying back
Contemplating your own death
Well just look at what you've done
Don't you dare forget the sun, love
You look down on me so casually in everything I know
You look down on me but not right on me
Is it plain to see that life is trying me
Life is trying me
Life is trying
Can I think of something
Gotta think of something..."We sang in unison, staring into each other's eyes again. For a moment, a single moment, I felt nothing. And then I felt a burning hate for myself. I was despicable. I was an awful best friend. I wanted to burn in the fiery pits of hell. Scott leaned in and kissed me.