Happy Bloody Christmas (Gabriella/Isaac)

[weaslebee2]

Emily sat in the dusty corner of the empty classroom, tears seeping from the corners of her eyes. She sniffed as she rolled up her left sleeve. This pain was stupid, she needed to physically feel it, then she could cry in good conscience. Emily pulled out a sharp knife she had stolen from the kitchens and placed the tip on her forearm. The blade was cold on her flesh, a little bead of blood slowly came from the trivial wound. But it was about to be deeper. She applied gentle pressure and pulled. The point cut her skin as easily as butter and hot red blood seeped down her arm. She gasped in pain and dropped the knife, crying a bit more. She deserved to cry now, this was real pain, not the stupid stuff inside her head. The doorknob began to turn, so Emily tried to vanish the knife, but never being good at transfiguration, it didn't work, the handle was still there. She stuck it into her pocket and rolled down her sleeve just as the door was opening...

[igloogirl]

Gabriella stepped into the room, expecting an empty place for her to sit and think for a while, but instead finding Emily. There was a strong smell of blood in the air and it was obvious that Emily was bleeding. "Your hurt," Gabriella commented, coming over next to her sister.

[weaslebee2]

"Yeah," Emily said quietly, folding her hands in her lap, feeling the hot blood seeping down her arm. She wasn't going to let Gabriella know her wound was self-inflicted. "Damned desk corners," Emily finished, praying her blood wouldn't seep through her sleeve. Well, it was black, so the spot would appear to only be wet, not stained.

[malfoy]

Isaac wandered down the corridor, not really paying any attention to where he was going. It was like his feet were moving of their own accord, in direction of that wonderful smell of spilling blood, that he had begun to smell when he was four floors up. He pushed open the door to see Emily and Gabriella. The spilling blood must have been Emily. "Are you all right?" Isaac asked, taking a few steps forward, but still keeping a short distance.

[igloogirl]

Gabriella could sense a lie, but was distracted when Isaac came in. "Let me see it," she said, holding out her hand to Emily's arm and then pulling out her wand with her other hand. Gabriella could heal it in a heartbeat.

[weaslebee2]

"No!" Emily said, pulling her arm away. She needed to feel that pain, see the blood spurting uncontrollably. If Gabriella saw it, she would know it wasn't a wound that a desk corner would cause, although she had the feeling her older sister knew that she was lying. Emily got up, then began to head toward the door, wanting to go somewhere else, so she could continue slicing her arm in peace.

[malfoy]

Isaac raised his eyebrows, he knew Emily was stubborn, but this was just ridiculous. He took a step to the side, blocking her way before she could reach the door. "Seriously, Emily," said Isaac, eyebrows stilled raised. "What's your problem?"

[weaslebee2]

"I was raped and you're asking me what my fucking problem is!" Emily snarled, getting really angry now. "Are you that damn stupid? Get the hell out of my way!" She shoved him as hard as she could, momentarily forgetting that he was a vampire. He didn't budge. And with her movements, blood had seeped down her wrist and onto the palm of her hand. Emily cursed under her breath.

[malfoy]

Isaac frowned, he had never known Emily to be this vicious. She was like an agitated pit bull. He didn't move, but remained firmly where he was, unable to not notice all the blood seeping onto Emily's hand. "We just want to help you," Isaac said, taken aback.

[igloogirl]

Gabriella was still sitting there stunned. And with a horrible realization, she knew what was going on. Why else would Emily not let her heal the wound? And she had detected a lie. "You cut yourself," Gabriella said quietly, not moving from her seat.

[weaslebee2]

Emily didn't respond. She would have cut herself even more had Gabriella not come in, followed by Isaac. She tried in vain to push Isaac out of her path, but she might as well be pushing a mountain with the luck she was having. She huffed, then faced Gabriella, eyes welling with tears of pain, sorrow, and anger. "You don't get it," Emily whispered, yanking up her sleeve. The wound was deep and bleeding profusely. There were several other cuts on the mend along her arm. There were more still on her right arm. "I have to see that blood, I have to feel this pain," Emily said. "The stuff is in my head, and just seeing and feeling somehow makes it so my mental pain goes away,"

[[OOC: I actually based why Emily cuts off a study of people who used to cut themselves, rather interesting... Just thought you'd like to know...]]

[igloogirl]

Gabriella held back a gasp at the sight of all of the cuts on Emily's arm. She could guess that there were more on the other arm. Gabriella's thoughts drifted to when she had read something about cutting yourself. It released a hormone or something, maybe that's why it made Emily feel better. Gabriella was silent for a moment.

[[OOC: Very nice]]

[weaslebee2]

Emily's eyes flickered around the room, desperate for an escape. Well, there was a window, but it was a full story drop, and she could easily break a leg. Besides, the second she stepped toward the only escape, Isaac or Gabriella could be there in a heartbeat. Damn. She was stuck. Emily stood there in silence, hanging her head and feeling like a little kid caught taking cookies from the jar before dinner.

[malfoy]

Isaac too was at a loss for words, he frowned slightly, wondering what he was supposed to make of the situation. Clearly, they couldn't let Emily carry on the way she was, she needed help. But how to fix it? Isaac did not know. His eyes met Gabriella, almost seeming to ask her what they should do.

[igloogirl]

Damn, it always fell on the older sister to know what to do in a situation like this. But Gabriella had never faced anything quite like this before. She looked away from Isaac's eyes and then gently bit her lip. "Emily," Gabriella said after a deep breath. "Cutting yourself only makes you feel better, and only for a little while. When the pain's gone, everything else is still there. You aren't helping anything."