A quiet kind of survival

As the sun slowly peeked out from under the night sky, Flora knew she didnt have mich time left. She looked at the clock, 6:00am, she had to get up now, no matter how tired she felt.

Gently, Flora slowly got out of bed, she didnt want to disturb her sister who laid beside her, but she knew that the chances of her not waking up were little.

“Flora?” Dahlia called out.

“Wh…where are you going?” Her voice was worried, as if scared something bad had happened, cause something bad always did.

“Just going to shower” she did her best to reassure her and slowly Dahlia’s face eased.

As Flora turned to go to the bathroom, she felt a sharp pin in her lower stomach and stumbled back, clutching the side of her dresser to stay upright

“Flora!” Dahlia yelled as she ran to her.

“Are you ok?” She asked as she looked at her worryingly. She looked down only to see that her sister was bleeding.

“Flora….im so sorry, this is all my fault…i should have stayed put…i should have…im sorry” Dahlia said as she cried and shook with sadness.

Flora’s heart ached, she never blamed her sister and she would never blame her.

“Hey…look at me” She took Dahlias face in her hands forcing her to look at her

“Its not your fault, it was never and will never be your fault, you hear me?” She said as softly and firmly as she could manage.

Dahlia nodded and wiped her tear as she knew they would only upset her sister more.

“Good, now go and sleep some more, ill wake you when im done”

“Flora…”Dahlia called out as Floras hand reached the bathroom door

“Yes”

“Did we….did we do something wrong”

Silence enveloped the room as the weight of the question hung in the air.

How many times had she asked that question herself, how many times had she wanted to ask and failed to, how many times had she given up on the possibility of ever getting an answer.

“I wish….i wish i knew” she said her voice barely audible but loud in the thick silence.

Flora walked into the bathroom and locked it.

It was a new day but oh how it felt like every other day, dreadful and with enough blood to make a vampires mouth water.

It hurt….

It hurt a lot more than id like to admit

But i had to endure it, no matter what.

As the cool water ran on my bare skin, i had to force myself to remain quite. The water hit the cuts on my body, forcing me to feel the pain and every ounce of violence unleashed on my body.

The water had turned red and slightly clearer than i entered, i knew i didnt have much time left, so this would have to do.

As i left the shower, i caught a glimpse of my reflection in ny bathroom mirror and i had to force myself not to sob at the sight.

The only parts of my body that weren’t scarred were my face, hands and feets, the rest were a different story.

Wounds and scars clearly visible on me, some old, some new, some…very new. It was a sight that would make anyone want to vomit and i hated it.

I hated my body.

I hated how it looked.

Scarred and mutilated.

I hated how it made me feel.

I hated it all, but i had to endure at least for her.

Dahlia, my sister deserve everything good in life and id make sure id give it to her, no matter how hard it might be.

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