will you be my Juliet?

a nightmare

Ashley's pov : I am inside my closet, my hiding place. He's looking for me, I am scared. H-he killed mom. He'll do the same to me, I don't want to suffer like her. Ashley thought.

I had locked the door to the room I'm in, but I know it wont take him long to open it. He would have opened it in just a minute but he's drunk. I'm still in my closet thinking of what to do next, when suddenly I hear the door slam open. He opened the door and now he's looking for me.
I was so scared that I didn't even realise that I had stopped breathing. I close my eyes in fear, fear of what's going to happen next. His footsteps become louder, he's walking towards where I am hiding, my closet.

I dont remember what happened next but when I open my eyes again,

I feel pain and see myself laying beside mom, he's beating me with his belt. "Is this the end? Am I going to die? I dont want to die just yet but I dont want to live like this either, I'm coming mom. We will be together, far far away from him. He will never hit us again, we will live happily, together, just you and me." I think to myself

I'm not dead yet, I had passed out because of extreme pain and stress. When I woke up, I found myself covered in blood. With tons of wounds. Just as my senses came back, I soon started feeling the pain. Right then, I saw him walking towards me, just as I was about to get up. I fell, and screamed. 'ahhhh'

I scream and sit up on my bed. Realising it was another nightmare, nightmare of my past, the past I wish to forget but my trauma haunts me to this day. The trauma he had caused me, all those memories, those scars, are still, still engraved in my mind. The more I try to forget, the more it haunts me. Sometimes I even have to slap myself to wake up from my nightmares. I have hurt myself many times while trying to wake up from my nightmares. I dont know why but hurting myself relieves pain, or maybe just distracts me from it. My body is mostly covered with scars, either they are from him or my own self.

I check the time, it's 2 a.m. I think of going out for a walk. It's quite windy outside, so I put on a oversized hoodie and i already had sweatpants on from earlier so I just put on some flats and sneak out from the window. Sneaking out has become a daily thing for me, after getting nightmares, I usually can't fall back sleep. So I sneak out of the house.

I was sitting on a swing, lost in my thoughts and as expected no one was around at that time. I check my phone, as usual, no texts from anyone. Who would even text me anyways? The only person who texts and calls me is aunt. Well, it was 2:45 a.m. already, I decided to head back home.

After returning to my room, I was still not sleepy so I decided to draw. I sometimes drew, when I was bored. My drawing were mostly of my nightmares and I never showed them to anyone. I was just looking through my drawings when one drawing caught my attention.