Last days at waters

FEAR

       A wave is hiting me. All of sudden I feel like am floating... I can feel someone pulling me and it won't let go.. Am trying to resist but  am hearing strange voices. The next thing I know someone is pulling me through the bedroom door... Am scared I can feel my body being glided through the door and through the house.. Why is it so dark that all of a sudden darkness has texture.. I see scary shadows.. "Please don't take me" am trying to resist.... Am screaming on the inside but no one is hearing m me.." Mum!, dad!, David!". It's like my cries are falling on deaf  ears...The shadows trying to cut off my body
       "Aarrhh" I screamed, breathing heavily.. My heart is racing... "It was just a dream " I said faintly. My head is throbbing it looked real..I walk up to the shower and stay under it... The sound of flowing water seems to subdue my fear.
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        "Bang!..Bang!...Bang!..."open your door David please" I said. David is still mad as me , we haven't spoken for three days now.. He's has been ignoring me. "David please, I need to tell you something, David I have to tell you about my dream" I said shouting as my nails scratch the door causing screeching sounds.. "David please say something, I know you can hear me" am shouting even louder and I don't care if anyone can hear me... My dad is coming close and am running away from him "melody!!, why are you shouting and disturbing everyone" dad  asked.."leave me alone dad"i said with a voice that showed I was angry and devastated at the same time. Now  he caught up with me, turned me over and now how his holding my left harm with force, pushing my neck up with his hands like he his going to Detach it from my body.. "Melody Wilson!!!.. You answer me when I call okay??" while holding me and waiting for his reply but no am not going to answer him.. "Melody??" He called again tightening his hand on my neck. I can't take it again.. "Yes dad!". I finally replied sobbing. Am on the floor now because he push me and walked away
     Trisha isn't home now so, I crawl to the room, shut the door and luck it with the key. I just want to kill myself now.. I want to bleed to death.. I want to hide in the pool of my blood but my hands are shaking.. I can't help it but nothing stops me now.." Ring!! Ring!!.. The unexpected sound of my phone just made me drop the blade.."aarghh"I said as I picked the phone.."Mel?.. Are you okay?... It's me Eric...Eric James, please talk to me Mel.. I...." ,"what do you want Eric.. Can't you just leave me alone... Am tired of this life already.. What's the point of living when you kill yourself everyday..  I deal with pain Eric" i said interrupting him and not giving him time to talk."Eric I cut myself..it eases my pain.. It passes this warm breeze through my spirit..I don't care if am hated because I know am history that never wants to be told" I said sobbing and this time waiting for Eric to say something.
         "I hate you, are you crazy?.. What kind of human are you? What kind hurts herself?.. Please never call me again.." Eric said shouting..."Eric no!!!...let me......" But he already hung up not letting me say my words.
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      "We are leaving tomorrow night, you guys should pack your stuffs tomorrow morning" dad said as we are eating dinner."dad can't even apologize for what he did earlier,.sometimes I hate him so much"I thought while eating. I don't feel like eating again, my appetite is gone all of a sudden and now am just thinking about what Eric said when we spoke. Am sad.No one actually cares.. My best friend hasn't called since I got here, David isn't talking to me, dad is also not talking to me, Eric thinks am a fool and might probably tell everyone at school about my secret.
        This thoughts.. "My head".. I said crying. Pouring my food away as I ran upstairs.. David is running after me so I'll run faster.. Faster.. Am in my room now..trying to lock it with the key before David enters ." Bang!..Bang! Bang!...open up" said David. "My blade,my cure," I said on the bathroom floor as I cut deeper on the wound that is not healed yet.
       "Aarghhh".. I've done it...now its painful..Everywhere is painted red. I can't see anything again but the last thing I heard is someone opening my room door.