Chapter 22: My life is fucked

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*Madi's P.O.V*

I flickered my eyes open. I was in Ryder's house. Fuck. I clenched my stomach. I felt like I had to puke. I ran into the bathroom puking all over the toilet. Ryder walking towards me in his boxers.

"Aw. Baby Madi is Sick." He said kicking my stomach.

I screamed hitting my head on the toilet.

"O-o-w" I whispered

"Honey. It's okay." He said "Okay?!"

"You're not getting anywhere with this plan Ryder!" I whispered loudly. He walked over to me.

"I don't care. When I tell your family and friends that you're dead. Who will they believe?" He snarled grabbing my chin "Me." He smiled

"Mitch will find you and he will kill you!" I yelled.

"Try to find the care that I don't give." he said giving me a confused look.

"Why do you do this to me?" I asked standing up, clutching my stomach He sighed.

"Baby, I try so hard not to. But you're always pissing me off." he shouted slamming his fist on the wall. He pulled me by my hair throwing me in his room.

"Lie down." he ordered.

"W-wh-

"I'm not asking you again Madi!" he shouted.

I laid down. I watched him walk to the bathroom, he came back with a razor in his hand. I gasped.

"Ryder don't." I said.

He ignored me lifting up my shirt sleeve.

"Ryder stop!" I screamed.

He slowly placed the razor on my skin, I winced in pain. He went deeper. I ended up screaming again.

"You deserve this Madi." he said.

I shook my head.

"Say it." he said.

I refused to say it. He sliced my other arm, blood gushing out.

"Fuck." I said through my teeth.

"Say it!" he yelled through his teeth.

"I-i deserve this." I cried.

"Louder."

"I deserve this!" I shouted.

He snickered at my pathetic week body. He let go of my arm. It stung in pain. I layed their, torn, broken, and weak. Mascara ran down my cheeks. I didn't show any sign of expression, I didn't care if I were to die right now. Ryder kicked my stomach again.

"R-ryder! S-stop!" I yelled through the pain.

He froze, and sat in a chair. "What's happening to me?" He asked running his finger through his hair.

I sat up. Thinking what he was going to do. He stood up walking into the bathroom. Should I make a run for it? I tip toed down the stairs grabbing my shoes quietly. I slipped on my hoodie. I quickly escaped out the door. Finally.


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Short ass chapter but idgaf.


-AraBella BYYE


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