Chapter 2
That Infuriating Itch

***self-harm warning in this chapter***

Droplets of sweat rolled down Sunset's face. She was burning yet freezing at the same time, thought she didnt move an inch. She tried screaming for help but found her lips unable to part. Her senses were numb. She felt like she was in a dream.

In a dream...

She didn't remember falling asleep. So how could she be dreaming. Nothing was making since untill..

The empty void of darkness she was staring at turned in to a hallway. A school hallway with green lockers on each side. Her school...

A quiet sound could be heard from across the corner. Curious, Sunset cautiously walked around only to be found with herself leaning agaisnt one of the lockers.

Shocked and confused, Sunset made her way towards herself and crouched down. The girl was crying a steady stream of tears and mumbled a few words that Sunset almost missed.

"I though they cared...why did they leave me I'm innocent"

Sunset's eyes snapped to the girl. Almost croaking out her next words. "W-what..?"

Her question went unanswered, as if she were invisible.

Invisible...Oh no..

Her eyes suddenly fell onto her glowing geode. Then to the girls attire. It was what she wore after the fall formal...

I'm in my past...?

The girl spoke again only this time a little lowder. "I should have known...Why else would they want to be friends with a one-person like me...I'm a monster. They were just waiting for an excuse to ditch me...right? They were never my friends..my family"

Sunset couldn't help but question it too. She remembered that as soon as they forgiven her she dropped that whole possibility. She was so desperate. She hated it.

Suddenly the everything around her changed. It was no longer the school lockers with herself crying...no it was her bathroom.

There she was, her past self trying to hold back the tears but only choking on them. Trying to cut steady lines but failing. She's always failing.. why..

That question went unanswered when her past self dropped the blade onto the floor. Soon after she went down aswell. Hunched back, she sobbed. Screams and cries bounced off the walls. It was as if she couldn't stop.

She remembered when it started. A week after the fall formal...The student body mocked and criticized her. But she couldn't show weaknesses. She wasn't like the ones she tormented. She was strong..well at least on the outside.

With each insult her soul broke. Piece by piece, until she was nothing but a shell. Only then did she rely on the sharp blade in the box under her sink. At first she just wanted to feel something besides the mental agony. But then that agony kept growing, eating her. Until the point that it became a routine. It was unhealthy and wrong...but it just felt so right

When she did stop it wasn't because someone found out and forced her to, no it was her secret. It was when the girls took her in. Became her friends, helped mend her broken soul, became family.

But that itch, that infuriating itch...It was almost as if it was gone.

Sunset's eyes snapped open. Her breathing was harsh and rough, almost to the point that she couldn't breath at all.

She way lying on her couch in her towel. Sweaty and confused Sunset got up and headed to the stairs to take a shower. Suddenly all the memories came rushing in. Missing a step Sunset came crashing down the stairs. Unable to grab the railing out of her shock, Sunset's ankle rolled as she hit the floor.

Hot pain flooded her mind.

It's too much...it's all too much

Her thoughts were cut short when she heard the familiar buzzing from her phone.

Standing up, only to fall down Sunset glanced at the clock on the wall.

SHIT! IM LATE

Pulling herself off the floor and ignoring the pain, Sunset made her way towards her bathroom. Taking a quick shower to wash away her sweat and clear her mind was much needed.

When she limped out, she quickly put on some underwear, a bra, sweatshirt, and some torn up denim jeans. She didn't really care that much on her appearance, but she did try to make herself presentable.

Grabbing her bookbag with incomplete homework, Sunset ran out the door. Quickly hopping onto her motorcycle, she drove off.

The cool autumn breeze helped her organize her thoughts and prepare her lies she knew she had to tell.

But what she couldn't do was stop the itch that crept up on her...she wasn't mended.

She failed again..

Author's Note

Sorry for the sorta late update...forgot to save this chapter.

**not edited**
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Next update would either be tomorrow or the next day