Abused till' Death

Day 1 ( continued )

I looked back at my mother who dropped the belt and walked away. She unlocked the door and walked out. My brother ran in and fell at my side. He didn't know what to do. I was losing blood fast. Too fast. He scooped me up and carried me out to the car he started the engine and pulled out of the driveway. He sped down the road. As we were driving on a backroad that got us further to the hospital, sirens could be heard. To me they were muffled. My brother said something, but I could only hear faint noises. I saw blood drip down the side of the back seat.

My sight became rimmed with white and I started to grow weak. My brother looked back at me and gasped. He pulled over and the police car did as well. A police man walked out of the car and knocked on the window. He looked down and saw me. His casual gaze turned into a look of horror within a second. He talked to my brother and turned to my door. He opened it and I felt hands wrap around me. He carried me to his car and layed me in the back seat. He drove me away and as we drove away I got uop from the seat and looked back.

I saw my dear older brother, on the road, crying. I felt horrible. I layed back down and layed in my blood. At least it's better than sitting up. I looked at the driver and saw a worried look on his face. I tried talking and couldn't hear my own voice.

" Don't be worried. I'm okay. Its just a few cuts." I said. He looked back at me like I was a maniac. I looked out the window and saw it was almost nighttime. I could be in my bed right now, listening to Black Veil Brides, and drawing to my heart content. Instead, I am here in the back seat of a police car, being rushed to the hospital because my so called mother whipped me. My vision got worse, everything almost all white now.

" White." I said. The police man looked paniced then, and said something that I could understand.

" Don't fall asleep!" He was too late though. I drifted off to sleep and felt at peace.