I squeezed my eyes shut and the shard found my wrist. Quickly pressing the edge down, hard. Pressing deeper into my wrist I dragged the broken mirror shard all the way across. I peeled open my eyes to see a fine thick line swelling with blood. It drew across the three purple veins connected to my hand. The blood spilled out the edges and dripped off my arm. I thought about how mother will be mad about getting blood on the sheets and floor. I silently smiled to myself, giggling like a child. The pain struck me when cold night air drifted in through the window across my first cut. I held it, protecting it with my palm. I hunched over, feeling more water spill in through my eyes. Bang Bang Bang

Author's Note: If you are not interested in the plot of this story and only want the "saucy" bits with Dominik and Aleksander, skip to chapter 1) Locker Room, 7) Aleksander, 8) Underground Tunnel, and 9) Window