Tear's of Sage

Wiping her running eyeliner on her sleeve of her favorite robot hoodie she clenched her teeth. Eye’s squinted, face scrunched up in an agonizing heartbroken look. Her body shook violently with every gasping sob. Feeling her nose begin to run, she looked helplessly up into her bathroom mirror. Her brown eyes so lost, so alone. Screaming wildly, she raised her right fist and without thinking she smashed it down with full force into the mirror above the clear white porcelain sink. Bringing her hand painfully down to rest on the edge of the sink, she continued to stare at herself in the now cracked and shattered mirror. Bowing her head, she sobbed as she saw the sight of her blooded hand. Tenderly she held it with her left, intact hand. “I can’t do this,” she gasped.1

Looking into the now blood dribbled sink; she slowly reached out a shaky hand to grab a sharp piece of the mirror. Grabbing it up she turned her right wrist up. Tracing the vein first lightly with her finger, she replaced her finger with the blade and sharply dug deep into her flesh, trailing up her arm, up her vein. She watched as the blood began to exit her own body. Shaking horribly from the shock of the pain, she found herself almost enjoying it, she then turned her left wrist up, this time she didn’t want to even think of what she was about to do. Digging the blade into her left wrist’s vein she sobbed as blood began to spill onto the floor. Holding her arms out to admire her suffering, she felt defeat. Dropping the blade she had used to surrender into the sink, she fell onto her knees. Huddling up in a corner of her small bathroom, she rocked back and forth. Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back, and watched the ceiling slowly blacken. Sage Hillier had promised herself death was not the answer, but truthfully it was the easiest way out. 2

Sage sat in the passenger seat of her mother’s car, her iPod blaring in her ears. She bit her bottom lip as she let her thoughts take control. She had told Katie as soon as she had started hanging out with the “High Schoolers” to not fuck with them. “Katie, Cassie has already made so much drama with those guys, just stay friends you got it? Don’t fuck with them.” Sage tried so hard to keep the drama down to a minimum, to keep the three high school guys, her brother’s friends safe from her middle school friends. Sure even Sage had a crush on Gavin, and Jake, but she wasn’t going to start drama over it. Of course… Katie never listens. Sage had watched that painful night, that horribly painful night. Just nights after Jake had told her he liked her, he liked Sage. Sage had a chance with Jake. 3

It was a really odd night; Cassie, Allen, Peter, Jake, Katie, Sage, and Paul were all there, in Peter’s room just hanging out. Middle schooler’s mingling with high schooler’s. Soon though, Katie started getting restless, she absolutely kill’s for attention. Sage sat, Sage watched, Sage knew she couldn’t stop it. One second Jake is next to her talking, the next he’s throwing sunflower seeds with Allen down Katie’s shirt, and of course Sage has to watch the agonizing time’s when Katie lifts up her shirt to get the seed’s out. It disgusted her to let the boy she had loved secretly for so long to a girl who soon would just find another boy to drool over her.4