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 -𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-

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-𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-

i woke up once again to anthony not in my bed, finally happy accepting the fact he wasn't.

i was finally broke free from his verbal and physical abuse, but not freed from the scars he had left.

i got out of bed, once again knowing i couldn't come out this apartment knowing the scar he had left, i know everyone would have so many questions.

i wasn't ready to talk about it, even being here reminds me of the situation. watching it replay in my head every-night, it's like the grip he had on me was permanently stuck to me.

i've been rotting in this apartment for three days straight. he didn't come back once, and i didn't mind.

i haven't talked to anyone, not even my family, i just wanted to be alone.

billie kept texting me, and in all honesty, i love her company but i did not want to be around anyone at the moment. i just wanted to be alone.

i know she was worried about me, but if she really was, she could easily come see me.

less than twenty feet away from one another, and rather she still couldn't see me. which made me feel worse about being here, i was so ready to leave.

yet alone finally getting out my thoughts, i got out of bed, making my way to the bathroom. following the same routine i've been doing for the past three days.

take a bath, letting the fog and steam air out, until i was showcased. staring at the scar that i couldn't erase from my mind or my neck with just the snap of a finger.

i continued to rub it, but even the form of any touch in that area reminded me of him, i mentally couldn't stand having the scar he left on me.

i wanted to cry again, but i refused to let this continue to affect me mentally for the rest of this trip, i now had time to have fun on this trip to my liking.

it's just, how could i with what he left?

although, i finally came to the decision today, talking to no one can also do nothing but make me feel more lonely, when i have so many people i could talk to.

they were mostly nowhere near me anyways, so they couldn't question what anthony did to me or see the scar he left.

i pulled out my phone, calling catherine which i haven't talked to her since the first couple hours before i left for this trip. 

𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐎'𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐋
𝟖:𝟓𝟕 𝐩𝐦

another family event after another, i was genuinely tired of this bull shit.

the only thing that's been good these last couple three days on this trip was me and scarlett, and she wasn't even acting like herself.

i felt like she was hiding something, or she felt guilty and that was the only reason she wasn't getting mad at me for things she usually would.

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