P S Y C H E

Chapter Fourteen MTW‼️‼️‼️

Mia

I would just clean my face off first and would then clean the rug. I tried my best to get the stain out but, I wasn't totally sure how to do that so, that would have to be the best it was going to be at this very moment. I then decided to go and take a shower before her boyfriend's friends from work would come around. He wanted the place spotless. I knew better. I put on an oversized hoodie after my shower and my pajama pants. It covered everything and wouldn't give them any ideas.
I still needed to start cleaning so, I would make my way from the living room all the way to the back of the trailer. I would clean deeply. Get all the substances out of the crack of the table. I don't understand why the hell I was doing this considering it would still be there in the morning. I sighed and looked in the mirror. I took in a deep breath and said nothing as I just looked for a few seconds before walking away from my reflection from who I so badly hated. Why wasn't she strong enough? WHy couldn't I walk away? Why couldn't I get away? Earlier was my fault.
If I would have just listened and followed the rules I wouldn't have thrown up. If I would have just done better. Been better. Watched my tone. Didn't talk back. I would have been just fine but that was not the case. I had a mouth on me that I tried so hard to control here. As I cleaned out the beer and alcohol from the fridge, I felt tears stream down my face. Thank god my aunt was gone with her boyfriend right now. They went to run errands and by that, they went to get more drugs and alcohol. I continued to cry so much I was sobbing on the kitchen floor. Leah came from the corner. "Sissy, are you okay?" I would just open up my arms for her and she immediately ran into them. "It's okay. I love you so much, Mia." She just let me cry. "Can I stay with you tonight?" She asked. I nodded and pulled away, pushing her hair out of her face.
"Of course you can, baby. I would never say no to you." I smiled and she kissed my cheek. "Okay. I'll let you clean now. It'll be okay." She told me and I nodded and wiped my tears. "Thank you." I then watched her run into the room and play her video games. I just cried some more and looked up at the ceiling. Praying to whatever god there might be to fucking save me from this hell hole and get her away from it. Waiting for my silent pleas to be answered. It then hit me. She was one of my reasons. I was still alive fo there but, I didn't how much longer I could take. I go over to the kitchen knives. I take a pair of scissors and line the blade up onto my wrist, one slice for every kick he had done to me. Until my arm was cut enough.