I got to the bathroom, took the tape off my hands, and washed the wounds. I looked at myself in the mirror. I remembered what I used to look like when I was with Spencer, happy and beautiful. Now, I had a big black eye, and plenty of other bruises. I was satisfied with the fight. It had hurt, but I deserved to be punished. I should be the one dead, not Spencer.

            She had done nothing wrong. I was the one who was dancing with Aiden, and didn’t immediately back-off when he proclaimed his love for me. I was the one who was angry and sarcastic, even when Spencer was trying to be nice. I was the one who in the past, fucked tons of girls and then threw them out like pieces of trash. Spencer had been an angel her whole life. So why did the angel have to go and the devil had to stay here? I will never know.

            Unable to look at my battered face anymore, I pushed open the bathroom door, only to knock someone over in the process.

“Oh my god. I’m sorry.” I said, helping the girl up. Before she regained balance, I realized it was my sister Kyla. “Oh. It’s you.” I walked past her swiftly towards the locker room, hearing the click of her heels as she followed me.

“Ashley, wait! What happened to you?” She asked, catching up to me and grabbing my arm.

“Lay off Kyla.” I entered the locker room and grabbed my keys, going out the back way to make my way home. She ran till she was in front of me, blocking my way down the narrow alley.

“No Ash. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t see you hurt like this. I just can’t let you live your life like this.”

“It’s my life Kyla. I can do whatever I want. I’m 18, remember?” I said, trying to push past her. Surprisingly, she pushed me backwards.

“Ashley, your hurting yourself! I can’t let my own sister do this! I love you way too much to let you slowly waste away.” Tears started streaming down her face. She finally let her arms down in defeat. “You know what? Go. If you don’t want help, just go. But you really need it Ashley. Please just let me help you.” I ran towards her, and she seemed startled at first. Then I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a hug, and realized how much I missed her. I sobbed into her shoulder, finally allowing myself to feel the pain I had been enduring. “Shhh, Ashley. It will be ok.” She whispered softly as she rubbed my back. “I’ll make sure you’re ok Ash. You’re safe now.” When I had no more tears I pulled back and smiled.