Slit My Wrist And Black My Eyes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I can feel the tears streaming down my cheeks, my throat stinging from the screaming. Suddenly I get a sharp pain in my neck. It’s a needle. They sedate me. My eyes get heavier and everything goes black.

Truly an epitome of a broken girl. Suddenly, my neck and wrist started burning as if someone had put a burning coal on it. I hissed and gazed down at my wrist to see a strange burning mark appearing on my wrist. I screamed as the pain was becoming unbearable. I clutched my wrist tightly and closed my eyes to suppress the pain. Another scream tore past my lips, as the same pain erupted from my neck. I dragged my body closer to the water and gazed at my reflection. Pushing my hair to the side, I saw the same mark appearing on my neck.

she said and my eyes narrowed on her, staring at her for a long while as I contemplated on if I should follow her randomly made up theory or rather go and scoop out the old witch from her hiding place. My gaze darted around the room and in a blink I appeared at the bedside table, took a glass cup, dissolved and appeared by her studying table where the broken shards of the nightstand glasses were littered on the floor. I picked up a jagged edge glass and slit it through my wrist, the prickling feeling hurting around my wrist but it was nothing compared to the injuries I've suffered before. Besides, it would heal in no time considering my fast healing abilities. The blood dropped into the glas

His computer crashed on the floor scattering into multiple pieces. Grabbing the vase from the table he threw it on the floor letting its sharp pieces pierce his flesh. He closed his eyes slumping down on the table. He let his back rest against the table before his bloodshot eyes fell over the sharp glass pieces. He grabbed it staring at it like an insane person. Without thinking twice he slashed his wrist multiple times letting the pain engulf his body. Just when he felt blood oozing out of his wrist he let the piece fall to the floor.

I say and finally meet his horrified eyes. "But you did ruined me." I tell him as I take his wrist in my hand. He tried to pull his hand away from my hold but I tightened my grip around his wrist and pinned him with a hard glare that had him sitting down, silently without causing me anymore trouble. "So, it is only better that I ruin you back." I said the last words to him before slicing his veins on his wrist, and he screamed in pain. I let go off his wrist and he cried on top of his lungs as the blood dripped down his wrist in a large amount, taking him closer to his end.

We then saw Larissa holding on to her right wrist with a slit where all the blood came from. They are not kidding about this.

I gasp, clutching my wrist, my vision swimming. My wrist. I can’t feel my arm. Just pain that makes me scream. —*

Including medical attention. I enter the room again and find the stack of sheets. They feel thick, and I’m not sure I can rip them without something sharp to assist me. I opt for trying to tie one around my neck and wrapping my wrist in it like a sling, but I miscalculate the knot, my balancing abilities, and my distance to the side table. I don’t see the destruction before it happens, and I go down hard, my wrist smashing into the wood. Pain shoots up my arm, and a sharp cry escapes my lips before darkness mercifully ushers the pain away.

“I don’t know anything! I swear! They just told me to fight! I needed the money!” I walked over to him. “Where did they take the women and children?” “I don’t know! They didn’t tell me! Let me go, Please!” I uncorked the vial. I took his chained hand and poured a single drop onto the slash in his wrist. “Ahhhhhhhh! Oh God!” He screamed, tears and snot rolling down his face. Sobbing, he stared at the injury, the skin where the drop landed blistered and turned black instantly. He thrashed against the chains, sobbing.

I reached out for a seat close by. The room spun around me, for a brief second everything got slow and steady, then a zing in my arm brought me back to reality, the pain was mind-blowing. “Fuck!” I cursed my other hand held my wrist tight so the pain stopped, but it became even more intense, my eyes darted across the room for my dagger, I reached out to it the moment I saw it on the table, without considering the pain that came with it, I slit my wrist the poison gushed out immediately.