The Last Call

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just a story. Just a girl, pushed too far.

Submitted: May 25, 2011

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Submitted: May 25, 2011

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Please....

Stop....

Listen....

To me....

Why....

Won't you....

Listen...?

 

I grasp the blade firmly in my hand. I place the flat side of the shiny metal against my wrist. It is cool and feels of death. I stare into the depths of its reflective surface, peering into the dark wells that are the eyes of my own image. My tear streaked cheeks, my puffy red eyes, my hair unbrushed and unkempt. My appearance frightened me. Never before have I been so inattentive to my appearance. But I suppose now it no longer will matter.

I grip the handle of the blade tighter. I'm crying now, but the pain will be over soon. I flip the blade, place the sharp tip against the base of my wrist. It digs into my flesh as I drag it across my veins, but there is no pain. Only sweet release. I press iit in deeper and slide it down, relishing in the feeling of my warm blood leaving its trails down my arms as it rushes from the confines of my body. I cut further, the cut expanding from my wrist to my inner elbow. I release my grip and the knife exists the wound. I sit and watch as my lifeblood pours out, my sighs mingling with the pitter patter of rain. My vision is growing hazy, fuzzy and I curl up upon my side. I clutch my teddy bear to me, the one I've had since childhood. His white fur is dotted with red now, but it doesn't matter. I breathe in his familiar, comforting smell a succumb to my sleep. The gentle sound of rain is the last thing I hear, just before the phone begins its first ring.

BEEP--Jennifer? Jen baby... Hun I'm sorry... I didn't mean that... You mean so much to me baby girl... I didn't go. I know I threaten to a lot but I stayed away... You and our love mean so much more to me, especially more than drinking and drugs. I'm sorry hun, I was just so.... Depressed I suppose. I thought I lost you... Have I lost you? Babe, are you leaving me...? Believe me, I'd understand but... I don't want to lose you... Baby... I'd die without you... Hunny bunny, I never meant to hurt you... But I promised you I wouldn't leave unless you asked me to. So I won't. I love you..... Baby, I do..... Ple--BEEP.

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The Sick

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