𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐞 •𝐏𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐢 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐳𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐳•

Chapter 29

My breath started getting quicker and quicker.
Normally i would start pacing around the room.
But now, i was frozen.
I couldn't think clearly, which caused me to do the next movements.

TW: SH, TRAUMA

I stood up, and started searching trough the room.
I opened every drawer, to find it.
I couldn't find anything, until i reached the last drawer in the room.
I opened it and saw a pocket knife in it.
Without any doubt or thinking, i grabbed it.
I leaned with my back against the wall, and let myself fall down.
At the moment i sat on the floor, i didn't think about it twice and let the knife slowly sliding on my arm.
That's when i noticed i couldn't hold my tears anymore.
I let them go, while pressing harder with the knife.
I knew this was gonna end bad and that i shouldn't do this.
But at this moment,
I couldn't care less.

I started to see everything blurry caused by the tears that were appearing in my eyes.
When i looked at my arm, i realized that the knife already sat stuck under my skin.
Everytime i slid the knife trough my skin, i felt the sharp point point cutting trough my arm.
Yes, it hurted.
But,
It was a relief.

The tears kept flowing over my cheeks.
Meanwhile the blood on my arms started getting even worse.
I hit the wall with the back of my head and sighed.
What did i do to deserve this?
I thought.
You may think i'm acting dramatically, but no.

Nobody knew
the pain he caused me,
the way he mentally destroyed me even more,
what he did to me.

I scared myself to death when i heard a knock at my door.
It has to be Pedri, right?
Or isn't it?
I mean, i didn't hear anyone pull up the driveway.
Pedri is always very loud when he comes home.
I realized it only could be one person.
When they kept knocking, i started to lose it.

"Go away!"
I shouted holding my head in my hands, scared for the person who's outside my room.
They kept knocking, and knocking, and knocking.

"Go away! I don't want you here, go!"
I screamed, throwing stuff trough the room.
I was losing my mind, everything went black and i fell down on the ground, leaning against the wall.
That's when i saw the door slowly opening in the corner of my eye.
No no no.
I thought.
There i sat.

Leaning against the wall,

With a blackout,

Fearing for the worst.

And there was nothing i could do.

It was just me.

I just closed my eyes and hold my head in my hands.
Still crying,
Still the blood that was coming out of my cuts.

END TW

The shadow of the person, bent down in front of me.
I felt two warm hands connecting with mine.

"Lucia?"
I heard the voice of the person saying in a soft tone.
I immediately recognized that voice, i looked up.

"Pedri."
I said with tears in my eyes.
You could see a worried, almost scared look on his face.
I didn't have much time to read his face, before i knew it he stood up and grabbed something from one of his drawers.
He walked back to me, with headphones in his hands.
He bent down again and immediately put it on my head.
I saw him grabbing his phone, connecting with the headset.
He opened Spotify, and clicked on a song i immediately recognized when it started playing.