Adelaide Dove Hindley is a young woman with too many problems to bear. After an abusive episode with her boyfriend, she runs to the pier. She just wanted to escape her life and have some peace but when she finds herself about to jump she doesn't kno...
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I start to panic.
"Adelaide, what happened?" He asks his tone filled with many emotions I can't quite make out. I turn my face away from his hand staring out the window. I'm so stupid. Why did I agree to this? "It's nothing I'm fine," I tell him still looking out the window.
"If you need help you can talk to me." I can feel his eyes on me as I face away from his but eventually, he pulls out of the parking lot. We drive to my house in silence but you can feel the tension in the air.
We come to a stop and I see my apartment. I look at it with sadness and what my life has become. I pop open the car door the chilly air seeping inside. As I get up I feel hands on my wrist, "If you ever need help I'm always here," he says with worry-filled eyes. "You can't save everyone." I close the door and walk away.
I walk towards my apartment as rain patters beside me. I unlock the door as Will laughs with his friends at the wooden table next to the kitchen.
I don't like Will's friends. They smell like canned dogs ass and look even worse. If you can imagen that. They're all stupid pigs that don't have a life aside from drinking beer and going to strip clubs with 20$ cash.
"Go get us another round of beers," Mike tells me puffing out smoke from his cigarette. "Can't you get it yourself?" I ask. Their heads snap toward me as I finish my sentence. I don't know where this newfound attitude is coming from but I like it.
"What the fuck did you just say?!" Will asks screaming at me. He jumps up from his seat letting the chair fall back behind him. He walks over to me and then grabs me by my ear. I can feel his ice-cold fingertips digging into my skin as he drags me to our room.
He throws me on the bed as he stands over me. "You want to fucking talk to me and my friends again like that, huh?" He asks. "Fucking speak! You had no problem doing it five minutes ago!" His face is close to mine as he breathes heavily. I look into his eyes not able to find the man I fell so hard for.
"You're pathetic you know that?! Crying for attention in front of all my friends!" He gets closer to my face and then whispers "You try and pull that shit again I'll fucking kill you." He pulls away from my face and walks out slamming the door in the proses.
Fear courses through my veins as tears slip down my face. What have I done? The scariest part is I don't think he was kidding.
My hand lifts up to my sore ear. I felt a warm wetness coming from the back of it. I pull my hand away to see blood on the tips of my fingers.
I go to the bathroom to look in the mirror seeing blood running down the side of my neck and my ear is sore and red. I get an alcohol wipe and some hydrogen peroxide to clean the cuts.
I wash off my blood and see the bruised cuts on my ear. I clean them making sure they don't get infected as I let my tears fall freely. My bottom lip quivers as I taste my salty tears.
I look at my eyes in the mirror. They're so dull, so bland. I wish I had different eyes. My boring brown ones aren't anything special. Neither is my hair. My boring, bland, stupid brown hair.
I want to rip my body apart and steal pieces of other people and stitch them to myself. I would be so much prettier with blond hair or red hair. Any other color than brown. My stupid, frizzy, greasy, ugly brown hair.
I'm so so ugly.
I get a towel from a drawer and wipe off the makeup caked onto my face. Why do I have to look like this?
I want to scream at myself for being so ugly.
The paint palette of bruises and cuts covering my face doesn't help my prettiness either. I close my eyes not wanting to look at myself. I draw in a deep breath trying to stop my tears. I tilt my head to the ceiling hoping to find some reassurance that it will all be ok.
Please please let it all be ok.
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Sad chapter :(
Authors note: I'm not trying to bash anyone with brown hair or eyes that's just how Adelaide feels about herself.
