Today:
End of the long car ride home.
Playing around in the car.king up do
Parents inside picg.
Fake punches.
"I'll cut you" I said jokingly.
"You already cut yourself" she lashed.
"You bitch" I retaliated.
Silence.
Fuming anger.
How could she?
Of course she knows,
but how could she?
Yesterday:
Leaning on my arm watching the billboard.
She stares at my wrist.
"What are you looking at?" I question.
"Your bracelets" she replied.
Your scar, she probably thought.
Glances over at her phone.
She deletes messages.
One from cousin, after I changed in the room.
*delete*
What did it say?
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