Stay With Me pt 2 Chapter 2. I sniffled, and then held up my blades to the light. Stolen from my dads razor, they were so sharp I could probably slice through plastic with them. But I disn't need to slice through plastic - only skin. I held the fine edges to my wrists for about 5 secs before... slit. My arm shivered as the razor pieces sliced my skin, leaving a trail of blood. I slowly turned and pushed the metal around my lower arm until I had imprinted the words 'WHY?' into my raw, bloody flesh. I moaned in pain and flinched when I felt my dad pummeling my cracking door, sending vibrations through my unmobving body. I jumped up, hid my blades, soaked up the blood with a towel and threw on a long sleeved t-shirt to hide the soom to be scars. I undid the bolt on my door and opened it, only to find my father waiting for me with a hammer in one hand, and a devilish grin on hhis face.