Hidden Bruises [Completed]

[chapter twelve]

Staring at the wall was something I was doing all day. I didn't move at all. I didn't eat. I didn't get up not once to do anything. I stared in this position for hours and I will continue to do so.

It was Friday afternoon.

I was in the bedroom, leaning against the bed as I was sitting on the floor and staring at the wall. I've been doing this ever since I woke up around noon. I didn't want to do anything else or go out, so I stayed just like this.

My heart was hurting more than my body was.

A pain that was never going to go away no matter how hard I try.

And I've tried so hard.

So hard to make this pain go away for so long but it wouldn't go away no matter what I do.

It was something that I might have to deal with for the rest of my life.

Stay in this prison cell for the remainder of my life.

Keep these secrets.

Keep telling lies.

And keep these bruises hidden away from the world.

Tears streamed down my face and I sighed as I leaned my head back against the bed and closed my eyes for a moment. I listened to the fan running then wiped my eyes as I sighed.

Leaning my head back up, I stared at the wall some more until I had to pee. I got up then felt pain shoot through my body with every move I made. I was basically limping to the bathoom at this point and I don't think anything was going to get better.

After using the bathroom, I limped back out before walking to the bedroom again. I sighed as I sat on the bed then placed my head in my hands for a moment until I heard my phone start ringing.

When I looked at the screen, I saw Mr. Reeds calling then answered it. "Hello?"

"Hey. I know you called in sick this morning but I had a customer this morning that wanted you. Just you and nobody else. I told her that you weren't here today and she got a little mad." He chuckles.

"Who?"

I heard noises then he said he was looking for her name. "I wrote it down somewhere.. here it is. Logan Gray."

Hearing her name made me smile as I sat there. "Sorry. I just didn't feel good."

"I understand. It's not like you miss work a lot anyways so when you called and said you didn't feel good, I knew you weren't lying. I hope you feel better."

"Thanks."

After a minute, we hung up and I sat there for a moment as I thought about Logan. I smiled then sighed as I leaned back onto the bed and stared at the ceiling for a few minutes before feeling my stomach growl.

Groaning, I got up then walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. I looked in the fridge but didn't see anything then looked in the freezer, nothing.

Nothing in the cabinets either.

Well, nothing I wanted to eat.

We- I mean, I needed groceries.

Sighing, I looked around but didn't feel like going anywhere. I heard my stomach growl again then I shook my head. "Fine." I went to the bedroom to put on some clothes before heading out.

I made sure the door was locked then looked down at the spare key in my hand. I knew this was the only key we had and we didn't have another one, so instead of leaving it under the mat like Sandra always say to do, I placed it in my pocket before pulling my hoodie closer to me and walking to my car.