A Noose and A Chair

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D̴̹̖̙̱̼̞͕̐̒ͅė̵̗̯̠̍͘a̶̧̪͕͕̍̇̏̆̓̊d̷̢̡̡̡͓͖͉͖͍͖͗̒̏̈́̕͝ ̸̧̛̝̼̱͚̱͇̉̊̇́́͆̚͜Ĥ̸̛̬̗̓̇̇̇͆̉a̵̪̱̱̗͙̎̍͛̀̑̚j̷̖̱̫̘̬̔̌̊̊̽̚i̴̡̩̱̣̰̒̎͐̎̽͌͘m̶̼̞̻̔̏̆͋͒̈́ͅę̵̼̘͉͖̲͇͋̓̐̈́̒͒̊̏͘͝ͅ'̷̢͚͉̝̘̘͈͖̩̐͗̽̅̓̈́͒s̶̢̛̹͙̘͈̽́̎͆̇̎̓̚͜ͅ ̶̛̞̘̤̜̯̫̰̝̍͗͌͌͊͘͝p̵̛̲̜̣̼̗̎́̓̐̽̽ǫ̵͔̭̘̌̿̀̈́͝v̵̦͕̠̬͖͇͔̰̜͓̓̀͗̊͗̆͘͝

My Suicide attempt didn't work.

Of course it didn't, not with him around.

He's like a leach, he won't leave my skin.

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Hajime's pov

... ... ...

"Shut up and kill yourself." They said.

"Nobody wants a creep here!" They said.

"Come here my sweet, I'll make the pain go away." The noose hanging on my ceiling said.

I kicked the chair down.
Suffocation consumed me.
It felt good.

Knowing that I would die because of my dead bullies memories. I never knew what happened to them but I have a guess.

Would he even let me die? That's the thing. Will he let my pain and suffering end?

Probably not, it's because he wants me to have him as my savior, my god. My everything of everyday or every month, year, decade and furthermore.

ITS NOT ;-43! I don't want to be THIS.

As I took my final breaths the fucking rope broke. It was not pure despair. It was him, with a knife. His disappointed look made me sad. I would help but cry.

Why am I so weak to him? Why did he do this to me?.. WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY??! How many TiMES do I have to deal with this?

Now many times do I have to leave to be free. My sobs were sliding down my face as I could barely breath.

I didn't stop, I wanted this. I wanted everything coming to me. He wants to punish me for breaking the rules. It's what I get, now I have to face it. It. It.
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Blood, bruises, and hyperventilating. Are all coming from me.

He looks perfectly fine.

I shook in his arms as he caressed my cheek. I flinched everytime. I deserve what comes to me. I've always disobeyed him and this is my punishment.

He's slowly torturing me to the point where I can't take it anymore. Physically, mentally and emotionally.

"Baby.." He said.

"Are you mad at me?.."

Of course I wasn't mAd. I could never be mad at him. HeS teaching me this so I can ?3)-?3. He only wants the best for me.

Maybe something missing between 7/?.. He would do anything for me.

@8"" ;94 '3..

8 :9!5 2-!5 59 "35 )8' :92!..

He grabbed onto my hand. He felt sympathy for me. I have noticed something strange about him.

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