The Glam Life Behind the locked door

She stared down at the deep cut across her inner thigh when she heard her mother calling, "Jenny come down and eat this wonderful dinner James has made for us." She heard a loud clatter and looked down to see that she had dropped the knife she had used. She was back to reality and already wishing she wasnt. She wiped up some of the blood on her leg and threw on a pair of jeans. She smiled to herself as she daydreamed about the next chance she would have to be alone with the only thing that helped and understood her. She would have to clean the rest of the blood up later, it would turn out to be an even bigger mess if her mother or James came upstairs to see what was taking her so long. She unlocked the bathroom door and slowly opened it to make sure nobody was near and shut it quickly behind her, but not before having one last glance at her mess. She was on her way to another emotionaly destraught night with her mother and her mothers boyfriend yet again.