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Life's Too Short to Break Promises

Cleanup

my eyes fluttered open and i winced with pain as i slowly sat up. i rested my head on my knees and gripped my head, my breathing speeding up gradually.
"the room is spinning". i sat for only a moment longer, and attempted to stand, then find myself fall right back over. i squinted as i strained my eyes to see around the dimly lighted bedroom. Ryley was passed out on the floor across the room. "oh no…" i gradually pulled myself onto my feet and wrapped myself in a towel on the way after realizing im only wearing a bra and a sock. i inched down the hall towards Cammies room. I hesitantly knocked on the door,
"Cammie," i said in a low tone, trying not to wake Ryley "are you ok? you hid like i told you to do if this happened right?". The door slowly opened and her small fragile face emerged from the dark room. Her green and gold eyes stand out against her fair skin and bleach blonde hair. her eyes still have that little twinkle in them. that little light that keeps me going. She's my angel, we keep each other living.
"ya mommy I'm ok" she said quietly.
"okay go to bed sweetie ill be okay, alright? i just need to clean myself up."
"okay, i love you"
"i love you too" i leaned down and kissed her forehead, then slowly tiptoed away to the bathroom. i cautiously stepped over the heap of sleeping lard that is my boyfriend and slowly closed the bathroom door behind me and locked it. it reaked of puke and cigarettes. i looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't help but cry. i stared at myself in the mirror and observed what he had done to me. my red, white, and black hair was knotted in a bloody mat on my head, my pale face stiff with dried blood. my body was bruised all over, the blue and black blotches almost making a pattern on my sickly, torn skin. my right eye was blackened and swollen shut, my left was bloodshot and teary, causing the green to show in my normally hazel eyes. my jaw was red and puffy with a bruise the size of a golfball. i turned the shower on reluctantly and i ignored the sting of the icy water.
"you're MINE Katie! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!?" his words rung in my ears and stung more than the water as i sunk slowly to the icy tile floor.
"I'm such a fucking whore! why do i let him do this to me? why don't i make him stop? why don't i just kill myself so i don't have to be in this hell anymore? JUST GET ME OUT"
i traced my fingertips over my ridged, scarred skin. i revealed my razor i hid under one of the loose tiles in the shower a long while ago and admired it momentarily. i felt the cool, sharp pice of metal in between my fingertips.
"i've been so strong, its been years…" i sighed, and gently set the blade back with care.
"i can't do that to Cameron". i reached up and turned off the water, then eventually cried myself to sleep on the bathroom floor.


Notes

3 done!! oh btw if y'all are wondering yes, I'm the same author of this story on PTV fanfic page, I'm just putting it up here too (:

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