Jasmine looked around the living room for her backpack. There! Jasmine walked over to the couch and picked up her bag, making sure the knife was in there. Yep. She zipped the bag shut and made her way back to her room. Jasmine rounded the corner to see Robin shut his door. Jasmine rose an eyebrow. What was he up to? Jasmine shrugged. God knows what Robin does and why he does it. Jasmine walked into her room and locked the door, making sure it was secure.
Jasmine walked over to her bed and opened her bag, pulling out her knife. Jasmine stared at it, marveling how something so beautiful could be so dangerous. Jasmine put her bag down and rolled up her sleeves. Engraved in her arm from yesterday was a faded message: DIE B****. Jasmine wondered what she should carve into her skin today, placing the knife against her chin thoughtfully.
Just then, a familiar song played on her radio. Jasmine reached over and turned it up, singing along.
"And I've lost who I am,
and I can't understand
why my heart is so broke,
rejecting your love.
Without love gone wrong,
lifeless words carry on.
But I know, all I know
is that the end's beginning.
Who I am from the start.
Take me home to my heart.
Let me go and I will run,
I will not be silent.
All this time spent in vain,
wasted years, wasted gain.
All is lost, hope remains,
and this war's not over.
There's light, there's a sun,
taking all shattered ones
To the place we belong,
and his love will conquer.
And I've lost who I am,
and I can't understand
why my heart is so broke,
rejecting your love.
Without love gone wrong,
lifeless words carry on.
But I know, all I know
is that the end's beginning.
Who I am from the start.
Take me home to my heart.
Let me go and I will run,
I will not be silent.
All this time spent in vain,
wasted years, wasted gain.
All is lost, hope remains,
and this war's not over.
There's light, there's a sun,
taking all shattered ones
To the place we belong,
and his love will conquer."
Jasmine stopped singing and wiped her eyes, pulling her sleeve up farther so it wouldn't get in the way, and began carving her message. Jasmine grimaced as she drew blood, but continued to sketch the letters in her arm. After a while, Jasmine pulled the knife away from her arm, satisfied with her work. Engraved in her arm, covered in blood, said: KILL YOURSELF. Jasmine grinned in satisfaction and walked to her bathroom, cleaning the blood from her arm and knife. Meanwhile, our Boy Wonder watched from his room.
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SuperBoy
Teen FictionJasmine and Robin were having an argument...again. Superboy sighed as Robin and Jasmine entered the living room. ((this is a book that I loved to write. I took so much time and effort to write it. 💕))
