Erasing The Unwanted by Sydnie Short (best books to read txt) 📕

cold tiled floor. I quaffed and thought about what I was going to do. My father’s words replayed in my head like a broken record. By now hot tears flew out my eyes and shattered on the ground. This is your entire fault. I thought as I slide the blade across my wrist. Thick blood poured out my fresh wound rapidly. We never wanted you. I swiped the blade repeatedly on my forearm. You were a complete mistake. The rivers of tears flowing through my eyes heavily are unstoppable. You’re hideous. You’re the reason why this family is falling apart.  I ran out of space on both of my arms.           

I drop my pants leaving my bare legs visible. You’re so stupid. I wish you were never born. I angrily ran the blade over my thighs making a deep cut. My tears combined with the blood and landed on the floor together. You’re useless, pathetic, worthless, ugly, and a waist of space. Uninvited thoughts cram there way in my head causing my brain to crash in my head.

As soon as I stopped, sorrow filled my heart. I cleave over and over again desperate to break away from the pain. How does it feel to be the reason why? It feels terrible be the reason why. I don’t want to be seen. I gently close my eye hoping for a sleep that would carry me away forever.

 

I awoke up feeling soar all over. I groaned and lifted my head up. I scanned my body and saw my cuts healing. Why can they heal quickly but not my heart? I thought mournfully. I am so disgraceful. I allowed a few words offended me. Whatever happened to sticks and stones?

I smashed my hands on the bitter ground. My arms tremble as they tried to support my weight. When I got up my injuries starting to open. I found some gauze in one of the draws and began to wrap it around my aching wounds. The gauze unraveled and landed on the floorboards. Giving up, I decided to take a shower. Anticipation filled my body. Showers always made my body feel enhanced. The sizzling water hit my stinging arms and legs making my body shiver in delight. What would I do without water?

After what seemed like an hour of showering, I stepped out. I wrapped my throbbing body in a soft yellow towel. I unlock the door and dash to my room. Every step was a pain but I had to deal with it. I failed to remember to clean the dried puddle of blood. Hopefully my parents would think I’m dead. My body hit my soft bed.

“Bed you feel good.” I mumbled in my bed. With that I drifted off to another sleep.

I slept for a rough two hours of tossing and turning. A midnight walk will do the justice. I pulled an over sized sweatshirt above my head and slipped on my shoes. I opened my back door and went outside.

I look up at the moon as I walked on the broken sidewalk. I always thought of the moon as my protector. It watches over me through my window when I sleep and its there in the day. It’s always been there unlike the sun. In my opinion the moon is the best thing created. “Hi moon” I waved at it and before I realized I bumped into something or someone. I fell to the ground thumping on my injuries.

“Oh my! I’m so sorry!” The voice cried out to me. Wait, I know that voice! I look up to see the one and only Dakota.

I was wrong when I said I was over him. The feelings I had for him that I pushed away came crawling back as soon as I laid eyes on him. His god like face glowed in the moonlight perfectly. I could’ve sworn I was drooling over him. I hate how he does this to me. He held his hand out for me. I took it and ignored the sizzling his touch caused.

“Hi” he started the conversation that I was hoping wouldn’t happen.

“Hi” I responded fidgeting with my fingers.

“So how are you” He asked biting his lip. I see why that’s a turn on to people it’s super hot.

“Um, good.” Other than the fact that I still have feeling for you and I hate my life.

“That’s good. I’m good thanks for asking.” I made a soft chuckle at his sarcastic remark. There he goes again with his charm.

He stepped closer to me but I moved back. That didn’t stop him from moving closer. He was too close so I pushed him away but got a grasp on my wrist. I struggled to get free but I failed terribly. He lent his down head to mine and did what he shouldn’t of.

He kissed me.

Is it wrong that I’m finding myself enjoying it? Every second of it was hungry and full of lust but all good things must come to an end. I shove him away angrily.

“Stop just Stop!” I yelled grabbing my hair in fury. Who does he think he is I have a boyfriend for Pete sake. “I have a boyfriend already!”

“By the looks of what happened it didn’t look like you had a boyfriend.”

“Look you had me and you lost me. Besides, I don’t feel anything for you.” What a lie.

“Stop lying to me!” He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me closer. I heard his heart beat at a steady beat so calm. I would let him have his way but he was a jerk to me.

“I got to go.” I said releasing myself from his grip.

I started to walk away. Please don’t pull me back. Please don’t pull me back. I thought as I crossed my fingers. He grabbed my forearm causing me to cry out in pain. A tear fell from my eyes. It sure does hurt. Blood started to trickle down my sleeve. Dakota examined my arm. He frowned at me and hugged me. I felt something when he hugged me.

Regret

“Your coming with me” he whispered in my ear. I nodded giving into his demand.

He brought me to his grandmothers house only because it was closer were we where. His grandmother was sound asleep. I could tell because she snores like a pig. Dakota sat me down in the sofa and left to go get something. He didn’t bother to turn on the light. I sat in the dark living alone waiting. He came back with the first aid kit and a tube of vanilla ice cream. 

“The vanilla ice cream is for you because it’s your favorite.” He said handing me the ice cream. I put it down beside me. I made a small smile and then it hit me. I’m falling for him.

Hard

I sighed in frustration.

“Take of your sweat shirt” he demanded. I did as he said and threw the sweatshirt next to the tube of ice cream.

He lightly took my arm and wrapped the gauze tight and perfect. Why does he have to be so perfect? I stared at him as he continues wrap my arm up. He looked so focus and yet so gorgeous. Why can’t I be happy with him again? Oh yeah, he has been a jerk. I sure don’t think he is a jerk now. His eyes were filled with so much compassion and sorrow. Why is he sad?

When he was done he sat beside me. I took the lid off the ice cream and ate it quietly. He turned on the TV and I leaned my head against his warm chest.

What does this mean? Does he want me back? Are we friends? Dakota said something that snapped out of my thoughts

“I love you too” 

Trouble (Dakota’s P.O.V)

 

“Grandma why are you crying?” I asked a little scared. My grandma is a strong woman. Nothing ever broke her.

“Y-your grandpa just c-collapsed f-from a heart attack,” She paused wiping a tear from her eye. “and they say he isn’t going to make it. “She officially broke down. I walked over to her rubbing her back.

“Its okay. Everything works out for the best.” She sobbed into my chest.

I look over at the clock and it is 3:27. Oh no, I’m late picking Ginger up. I rush to the kitchen to get my keys out of the draw. I knew I had to leave my grandmother. There something about Ginger that gets me so worked up. She is real and beyond beautiful.

I have a bad past with girls. There was this one girl Rebecca. We dated for two years. She was funny, smart, and not to mention my first love. One day I came home only to find her cheating on me with my dad. Like come on my dad, really? My father was extremely good looking but that’s revolting and illegal. His affair caused my parents to separate. He then moved away with Rebecca to California leaving my mother and I behind. People still think my parents are married but there not. It would be bad for my family’s reputation if anyone found out.

I trusted Rebecca with everything and that is how she repays me. We broke up of course, but that didn’t stop me from giving up on love. I dated many girls after that but I kept getting hurt. At one point I dated a guy to see if it was different but I some how managed to het harmed.

I finally pull up at her school’s parking lot. Getting out of my car, I saw a girl sitting on a guy in a strange position. I walk closer to them getting a good look at their faces. It was Ginger and a guy’s hand around her waist. I have to admit she looks stunning but I’m too angry to peruse more of my thoughts.

“What’s going on here?” I asked heatedly.

“N-Nothing is going on” Ginger faltered while getting of the kid.

“Really? So you call this nothing.” I pointed to her and the stranger. I don’t like being lied to.

“Nothing happened!”  She cried out to me.

“Yeah I think I’m going to leave you two alone.” The unfamiliar person said while he picked up his backpack and left. Coward. It was only Ginger and I now.

“I fell down the stairs and I landed on him after waiting for you for so long. “ She pleaded. She looked so cute when she was worried. How could I be angry with her?

“Fine, I believe you” Her choice of clothes was different. I wander why.  “But why are dressed like this?” I asked pointing to her pre torn skinny jeans and flowery top. She took a breath in nervously.

“Okay the night we met. I went to a sleepover. The girls at the party decided to play truth or dare and my dare was to ask a stranger out an-“I cut her off.

“So you were dared to go out with me? Was this whole relationship apart of the dare too? Do you even like me?” How could she. I thought she was different but she is like everyone else.“ You know I thought you were real different from the girls I dated.” I shook my head as I bit my bottom lip angrily.

“Yes I am different.”

“You know I would love