Limbo [h.s]

5

Cold Play - Green eyes 

"The green eyes

Yeah, the spotlight

Shines upon you"

Chapter 5 – Isabel's POV

I have another assignment.

Thank God the guy I'm meeting agreed to go Limbo tonight. If it weren't for the dark lighting and the colour corrective makeup I've used he would be able to see the painful bruises that are still evident on my body.

I don't usually lash out around my father, and I don't think I have the guts to again after what his hands did to me, he's gotten worse.

I would've hoped that over the years his behaviour would have subsided or at least become somewhat rare when he decides to lash out at me, but I guess that was just wishful thinking.

I shake my head as a way to rid his hands off my body. I know he's not here right now but sometimes I swear I can feel his hands on my skin. The vivid flash backs that are erupting within my head are displaying as though I am reliving the experience over and over again and there's no way to stop it.

It's torture.

What doesn't help is the fact that after the episodes with my father, it can take days for me to act somewhat normal again without jumping from sudden noises, but as the latest episode ended with him and I in his office last night, I'm not coping so well.

I jumped at the sound of my front door closing, and I was the one closing the god damn door.

So being at a rowdy club full of drunk people, with loud music should be an experience tonight.

Let's not forget the fact that my father will be in his work office at the club as well, so if I see him throughout the night I'm not sure how I'm going to cope. I usually avoid him altogether until he summons me into his office for another job.

But I'm just going to have to suck it up because I've got another assignment tonight.

I run the palm of my hand over my forehead as a way to rid the cold sweat off my skin and try to switch my brain into work mode.

I've learnt that work mode is more so used as a way for my emotions to become numb. Sometimes if the pain is too much I will subconsciously switch and everything other than what I need to focus on becomes forgotten. It's sort of like a tunnel vision mode where everything other than what's in front of me is blurred out.

It's better that way. 

I inhale and smile at myself through the mirror