Words

Another biting slash, blade cutting through soft skin, already stained by the first slice1

"You see how much you hurt him? You see what you did? For him to say something like that, it really must have done something. You're horrible to him, you don't deserve him at all! Bitch!"2

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I was just telling him what I see, what you taught me"3

Another quick slash4

"You never tell them anything! Ever! Never tell anyone the things you see, the things I teach you, they won't beleive you anyway, and it hurts them. You're selfish to put that on them, don't you see? Telling people those sorts of things hurts them, makes them feel sad. And telling them makes you feel better. It's selfish, you're hurting them to help yourself and thats bad"5

This cut was slow, dragged out, made deeper.6

"Please stop... what was I supposed to tell him anyway?"7

"Lie and hide"8

"Wouldn't that hurt him too?"9

"Just knowing you hurts him, you know that. So much you do and say and see hurts him. You're selfish for speaking to him"10

"But if I leave it will hurt him too..."11

"You're selfish for existing, you should have let me end things a long time ago. You're horrible when you want to be Emily, you're awful. Look at how much pain you've caused the people around you, and the pain you'll cause them if I kill you now. No matter what you hurt people, no matter what happens to you you cause people pain."12

One final cut slides across the skin, the deepest of them all as she digs at the begining.13

"I'm sorry, I never meant any of this, I don't want to upset him, I don't mean to be bad..."14

"You're not trying hard enough! Now, you're going to make it up to him aren't you?"15

"Please... Not now..."16

"Yes, once he is calm, you do that, understand? You know what I'm talking about"17

She begins to rub the salt into the new wounds, as I bite my lip to stop from crying. The burning is a pain I learnt to enjoy over the years, but at this point, it was agony.18

"I'm so sorry..."19

"Don't say it to me slut, say it to him, he's the one you've got panicing and upset and shit"20

By now she's cleaning and wrapping the wounds, and I drift off to sleep, crying in my mind as she smiles, assuming the position I began to use myself once she left21

"Goodnight my Fallen Angel"22

~~~~~23

This is not a true situation, I don't have enough memories to piece together many scenes. I had about 4 situations in mind when putting this together though, each of which is true, and every line and thought here was said.24

Back then we used to share, at that point we could talk about the things we wanted to say to people, and while she always had the last word, she often let me say what I wanted in circumstances such as this. Back then, I thought she was being nice, giving me freedom. Now I know she did it intentionally, to hurt him, and to hurt me, give her more excuse to punish me, give her further ammunition to fire against my fragile mind.25

Once or twice these words mean nothing, but 7 years of hearing these things, being told these things, will teach you to beleive them.26

She was always a manipulative bitch.