Chapter thirty nine
I turn on the shower and run the bath, sitting down under the spray of the shower.
I remember the last time I slit my wrists I actually wanted to die. This time I don’t know if I want to die. If I get my energy back, of course I want to live. If not, however, I certainly don’t want to live as a weakling dependent on Lucifer.
Slowly I slit my left wrist, elbow to wrist, savoring the pain. I repeat the action on my right wrist.
I watch the blood gushing from my veins mix with the water of the shower, and wash down the drain.
As I start feeling dizzy, I realize something. Even if I die, Lucifer will just bring me back.
But I don’t want to die. I just want enough energy back to get the bracelet off.
Right?
Whatever, I’ll just try again if I don’t succeed. If he t
