Hurt
(Dib's POV)
Chapter 1; The Pain
I lock myself in the bathroom at my house. I pull out the razor blade from the pocket of my treanch coat. Tears are streaming down my face as I cut into the skin on my wrist. Scarlet blood seaps out and drips on the floor. For a moment the pain of what just happened, what has been happening for so long, is gone. Gaz bangs on the door. "Dib, if you don't open this door in the next five seconds I'm braking it down!" Gaz shouts through the door. Knowing my sister, she really would. I quickly put my wrist cover on and wipe up the blood that got on the floor. I open the door. "What were you doing in there?" Gaz asks. "Jeeze! I'm sixteen years old! Do I have to tell you every detail about what happens when I'm in the bathroom?" I say. "When you're you, yes." Gaz replies. Gaz has been keeping a close eye on me ever since a few years ago when she saw me cutting myself. I go to my room and cry into my pillow. After a while I pick up the photo of my mother on the night stand. "I wish you were here Mom. I miss you so much. If you were here I know you wouldn't let this happen. I love you." I say as I kiss the picture. Eleven years. Eleven years this has happened almost every day. The man I'm suposed to trust the most is the one that causes me the most pain. He's suposed to protect and love me but instead he breaks me down bit by bit. To the rest of the world he's the great and amazing Professor Membrane and I'm just his crazy son. They don't even know the half of it. If only they had even the slightest idea of how much pain he has put me through, they would see who's really crazy. I try to get some sleep because school is tomorrow but I can't sleep. Everytime I fall asleep I have nightmares about him. They're more like vivid memories. They wont go away no matter how hard I try to make them.
(Dib's POV)
Chapter 1; The Pain
I lock myself in the bathroom at my house. I pull out the razor blade from the pocket of my treanch coat. Tears are streaming down my face as I cut into the skin on my wrist. Scarlet blood seaps out and drips on the floor. For a moment the pain of what just happened, what has been happening for so long, is gone. Gaz bangs on the door. "Dib, if you don't open this door in the next five seconds I'm braking it down!" Gaz shouts through the door. Knowing my sister, she really would. I quickly put my wrist cover on and wipe up the blood that got on the floor. I open the door. "What were you doing in there?" Gaz asks. "Jeeze! I'm sixteen years old! Do I have to tell you every detail about what happens when I'm in the bathroom?" I say. "When you're you, yes." Gaz replies. Gaz has been keeping a close eye on me ever since a few years ago when she saw me cutting myself. I go to my room and cry into my pillow. After a while I pick up the photo of my mother on the night stand. "I wish you were here Mom. I miss you so much. If you were here I know you wouldn't let this happen. I love you." I say as I kiss the picture. Eleven years. Eleven years this has happened almost every day. The man I'm suposed to trust the most is the one that causes me the most pain. He's suposed to protect and love me but instead he breaks me down bit by bit. To the rest of the world he's the great and amazing Professor Membrane and I'm just his crazy son. They don't even know the half of it. If only they had even the slightest idea of how much pain he has put me through, they would see who's really crazy. I try to get some sleep because school is tomorrow but I can't sleep. Everytime I fall asleep I have nightmares about him. They're more like vivid memories. They wont go away no matter how hard I try to make them.
