!!!THIS CHAPTER TALKS ABOUT ABUSE!!!!
¤MELANIE¤
"Where were you?"
"Apollo! I-i told you I was going to see a friend!" He staggers over to me, empty fire whiskey bottles trailing behind him.
"Friend?" His sweaty hand comes to my face, brushing agianst my cheek.
"N-narcissa." I stutter, backing away from him slowly. He tilts his head, his brows angled down.
"Did I tell you, that you could go?" He says through gritted teeth, circulating around me like a vulture.
"Y-yes, you said-"
"Liar!" My right cheek burns. It burns, I can feel it turning red. As red as the lipstick I have on my lips. My eyes start to water, but I don't let him see. If he sees, he'll only hit me harder.
"Did I say, you could go?" He asks agian, slower. Like I'm some little baby who can't speak.
"No." I answer, even though I know he's wrong. Even though I know I'm lying. But I have to lie, if I don't lie he'll hit me agian.
"But you went anyway?"
"......yes." Another burn, except this time on my right cheek. The stinging feeling travels to my eyes, making them water even more.
"Look at me." I can't- I can't he'll see.
"Look at me!" I snap my head up, staring into his blue eyes hesitantly. He stares right back, swishing the almost empty bottle of whiskey in his hand. He leans down, breathing onto my face. I scrunch my nose, the putrid smell filling my lungs.
"You. Are. A. Lie." He spits, gulping down the rest of the bottle's content. He turns on his heel, about to lay back down on the couch.
"Then let me leave." He turns around, suprised. I'm suprised myself but I don't let it show. There's no turning back now. "If I'm such a lie then let me leave. Let me leave because I don't love you!" I scream at him, my nails digging into the palms of my hands. He struts forward, and I start to shake with fear. The fear- it runs through my bones, my veins, my muscles and body parts. From head to toe, toe to head. He leans down yet agian, this time twirling the glass bottle in his hands. I stand their in silence, getting ready for his act of wrath. But the burn dosen't come, the stinging doesn't come. I open my eyes right when he throws the glass onto the ground. I flinch, the shards scattering across the floor, all over my exposed feet. I cry in pain when a sharp piece cuts my ankle, I can feel my blood trickling down onto the floor. Apollo looks at me, dead in the eye.
"Unlove me, I dare you." And so I did.
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They were all lies
Fiksi PenggemarThey were all lies, every single word that came out of her mouth. But.....the way her eyes lit up whenever she talked about it, it made it feel real.
