Deeper Than Scars: A Short Horror Story

Sanson’s girlfriend has lost her mind. Sparked by the death of her violently zealous mother, fueled by the drugs she won’t let go of, Trin decides to offer the memory of the woman a brutal disrespect, a rosary tattooed over the very scars of her habit.Imprisoned by the fear that she will take her own life if he leaves, Sanson exists in constant turmoil, too guilty to abandon her and too repulsed to stay. He thought the tattoo was the final blow, a cry for help no one heard but him, until she begins to pull it together, to resurrect her life from the drain.It’s hard to trust someone, though, when they’ve only ever given you reason not to.When he wakes to her crying, frantic, babbling senselessly, he can only blame the drugs. After all, a tattoo moving around on your skin? She had to be high to think he’d believe something like that. When it happens again the next night, his mind is made up. In the morning, he’s leaving, no matter the consequences. Until he finds her in the bathroom with a pair of scissors, cutting the ink from her own arm, begging him to get it off of her.One more night, just to keep an eye on her, just because he couldn’t walk away…Awaking from a nightmare, his flesh still tingles from the touch of phantom claws. The bed is empty beside him, the water running in the bathroom.He should have left, skipped town and never looked back. Sometimes delusion isn’t without merit. He should have listened to her.Some lessons can only be learned in blood.

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