Chapter 17

14 0 0
                                    

Back to Carra's POV:

I layed on the ground, staring at the ceiling as darkness scratched at the edges of my vision wanting to take over. I knew I was close to the edge and I was more then ready to jump. I knew that letting go would mean leaving Val, Sam, and my mom behind but I couldn't take it anymore. As Blake loomed over me, his hands gripped in fists so tight, his knuckles began turning white. In one hand, he clutched a piece of broken glass already dripping with my blood in the stabbing postion. He glared down at me.

"You bitch. I'm going to kill you." he hissed at me. 

I felt a tear roll down the side of my face.

"How could you let yourself get pregnant? Your worthless and no one loves you so no one will miss you." every word out of his mouth sounded like poison to my ears and was dangerously scary. He knelt over me and put the piece of glass to my throat. 

'Go on, get it over with.' I thought, I couldn't stop it anymore. Tears streamed down my face as I felt the sting of the glass bite my skin. I felt a small drop of warm liquid roll down my neck and then heard a door open and then footsteps and the stinging bite at my neck was absent. 

My vision blackened as I heard shouts and the sounds of a struggle and saw two figures in a tangle of fists and shouts. I felt a heavy weight fall over me and then disappear again. I closed my eyes and wished for enerything to be done.

"Carra!!" A male voice shouted after the sounds of struggle had ended. My stomach churned and I wanted to puke at the thought of Blake hurting me more. 

I tryed to open my eyes but they seemed to be glued shut. I began crying harder and I felt myself shaking. Then I felt a hand at my neck and I the first thought in my mind was that Blake wasn't done with me yet.

My eyes shot opened when the hand just gently layed on the spot where the glass had sliced me and pressure was put on my arm. I saw Blake's father kneeling over me, concern in his eyes. 

"Don't worry, you're going to be okay." he had said before I let the darkness take over.

I sat bolt upright as my memory of that night ended and jolted me out of sleep. I felt a hand on my back and I couldn't help but flinch. 

"Carra, it's me, Niall." he said. 

I relaxed and leaned into his chest. I looked up at his face and he was looking down at me with worry clear in his eyes. 

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"Yeah, just a nightmare." I said.

"It's ok, it's not real." Niall said, rubbing my back.

"But it was." I said quietly. 

"Carra, what do you mean?" he asked, pulling me away from his chest to look at me. 

"It was an old memory, of Blake." I said. I couldn't bear to make eye contact with Niall so I starred at my hands. I felt a tear roll down my check and I wipped it away before Niall could say anything about it.

Silence filled the room and old memories began to flow through my mind. Telling Liam about my past had cracked the wall I had built up to hold back my past and Niall over hearing and then running out caused the wall to crash and now there was no stopping the memories from flashing in my mind. Each memory cut at my heart and reminded me that I was just a small girl that could easily be hurt. 

Tears started falling from my eyes even though I tried my hardest to stop them. An image of me and Val laying in my bed, our arms wrapped around each other, after one of Blake abusive days. I cried into her arms as she whispered to me. 

InfinityWhere stories live. Discover now