Insecure. M.P

Chapter 21

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Y/n POV

I was sleeping beautiful until, I woke up feeling I'm about to die.

My dad was home, and he was beating me up.

Dad
"I'm gonna make u suffer"

Y/n
"Pl-z stoop"
I said in pain. I was scared,shocked and confused at the same time. I was on the ground bleeding from all places. But he didn't care, he just beat me again and again.

I don't know how long he did if, because every time I thought he would stop. He proved me wrong and kept on beating me harder and harder.

Dad
"I hope you DIE YOU LITTLE SLUT, NO ONE WANTS YOU"

And that was the last thing I heard before blacking out.

I don't know how but I woke up, wanting to die. Everything hurts.

Walking
Thinking
Laying down
Sitting
Crying
Smoking

              EVERYTHING.HURTS

I don't know what to do at this point, I've had enough, I can't walk because my legs are too sore. And it's blood everywhere, everything I look at has blood stains on it.

I walked to my bathroom and started the shower. I got naked and let the warm water hit my uncovered body. It burned. My bruises burned when the warm water slowly dripped down. The only thought I had in my head was "why me?"

I got out and walked to my closet. I slipped on my favorite hoodie. I sat down on my bed and cried and cried, till I had nothing left.

I walked to the bathroom with all the pain in my chest, I looked at the mirror. And I didn't like what I saw. I hated what I saw

And there it goes again. That heavy feeling in my chest when I don't have any desire to speak or move. All I want do to is close my eyes and sleep, because the process of being broken is extremely exhausting. I tried my hard to be happy, but no matter how hard i try he is going to be there. My dad is going to be there watching every step I take. Watching everything I do, and break me down. Break me down and break me down and break me down again and again.
I can't do it no more...

I looked for razor in my drawer. And of course I had one.  I started to draw small paintings on my thighs with the razor. After my thighs I did my arms. Now I was covered in blood again but this didn't help the pain I held inside me.

I walked to my window and started to smoke. I smoked so much that I started to hallucinate.

And the next thing i know I blacked out with a alcohol bottle beside me on the floor.

HEYYY GUYSSS IK THIS CHAPTER WAS KINDA SHORT BUT I DIDN'T HVAE SO MUCH TIME WRITING THIS SORRY. But I just wanna say again thanks for 3K readers it really means a lot to me. I hope you all like this chapter and have a good day byeee:)