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Chapter XIII - Hurt

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I am not saying sorry. He deserves it, he's pathetic.

He walked slowly and I ran trying to find a way put but the gate was closed. Nobody was ever at the back of a church. Well, only disrespectful people who thinks this is their property and decides to trash it.

He darted towards and jumped on me like a maniac- making me hit my head so hard, I lost conscious. I moaned in pain, his slighting became more clear to me.

He cursed and insulted me more than anyone ever did.

He growled and raised his hands away from my body, so fast I didn't even know what was going on. His hand cracks across my face, snapping it back with the force of his blow and causing my head to reel sickeningly as it slams into the floor under me.

A blotchy pink mark was already appearing on my tannish skin, and it quickly turned bright red. I pursed my lips, as I glared at him.

My eyes were burning and my chest felt heavy as if it were filled with lead. I could no longer see clearly.

Crying is how I understand myself best. When I cry I know who I really am. I cry when others hurt as well as myself. I cry at the brutal world news and stupid soft movies. It's my strength and my weakness.

Guilt washed over him as he starred at me in astonishment.

The silence was a poison to us, for in that void of sound the shallowness of our conversation was laid bare.

I felt him- his eyes stare at me, blankly. I only glared back. I couldn't hold the pain of my cheek, slowly getting myself up. He watched my every move without sound or movement. I would usually say something to annoy him but I couldn't afford to feel another slap.

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Why didn't he kill me? Why am I not dead now?

He could've killed me the day we met. I knew that if this happened, Corbin and Casey wouldn't have been dead.

It was all my fault.

I knew, the end was near. My life was almost over.

I never had sex- means I'm virgin, my fear of losing it has almost faded. Nobody wants me.

I just wanted someone to love me and show complete affection for me. Lust? I don't know, just anything.

Anything, that would be cool or sweet.

I was devastated, all because of Jaw.

I was devastated by the loss of my only friends.

I was devastated by the sound of silence.

Those silence use to be interrupted by them. They knew what fun meant.

Losing them on the same day was just sin awful. I wonder how they parents took it.

And my life is going to end, how?

Painful?

Sadness?

Devastated?

Astonishment?

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Our school held a memorial for Corbin and Casey. Everyone sat down at campus, some girls cried and the guys they all looked sad.

One of his friends greeted me and sat next to me and Nina.

"He was such a great guy." He said, softly. I looked up to him, and smiled lightly.