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It’s 23rd December and Aaron wakes up alone in the dorm. He is sitting on his bed, staring at the room in front of him. He has told Katelyn that he’s spending Christmas with Andrew, Nicky and Neil. He’s told Andrew, Nicky and Neil that he’s spending Christmas with Katelyn.
“Just one more time.”
He goes over to his backpack and pulls out a black pencil case. He opens the pencil case and takes out Andrew’s stolen knife. He goes over and sits on his bed. He pulls his joggers and boxers down, revealing all of his other scars and injuries. He presses the knife into his skin. He winces and moans at the pain. He does it a few more times. There is blood running down his legs and dripping onto the floor. Aaron breathes sharply as the pain hits him, and he folds in on himself. He pulls up his joggers and boxers, blood immediately seeps through them.
He thinks about his past:
his life with Tilda
murdering Drake
Andrew’s accident
The trial
He reopens the pencil case and takes out a full syringe of heroin. He looks at the needle and decides that this is what he wants. He grips the syringe between his teeth. Tears stream down his face as he rolls up his sleeves. He takes a few short breaths and begins to inject himself.
He injects a bit more, and more.
He finishes the syringe and puts it to one side.
He feels relief as the drugs begin to hit his system, but it still isn’t enough. He sits himself on the floor and leans against the bed.
He takes the knife in his hand and brings up his left wrist. He presses down and makes a long, deep incision. He cries out as pain floods his body and the blood rushes down his arm. He presses down two more times before switching hands.
His hands shake as he brings up his right wrist and presses down again, and again, and again.
He drops the knife and sobs as his arms and legs bleed.
The drugs begin to take over.
He had finally done what he’d wanted to do for so long.
Aaron fades into unconsciousness.