Blood Tears

Chapter 12

The first thing my mind registered was the pain. The blinding pain. I could not move. I could not even breathe without the pain worsening ten fold. Tears fell silently as my mind began to process everything. At this point I knew I was no longer human. No. I was just a thing. An object for people's desire. An outlet for their lust. A punching bag for their anger. Always a thing, never a person. Not even my so called 'family' saw me as a human. 'My father' just took me in to throw me away, again. Like he wanted to relive some sick, twisted memory. 'My brothers' did not even speak more than a few malice filled sentences to me. Today was just a display. A display of their wealth and bonds. A show of what was just infront of me but I could never have. 

After my depression episode I decided that lying here was not going to help shit. I need to pull my crap and whatever is left of my dwindling sanity together and find a homeless shelter to stay in. If I am lucky, someone might take pity and give me some mediocre, under paying job. With a new found motivation, I pulled up my pants and once again attempted to stand. This time I was successful. I stood on wobbling legs and staggered to the dirty, old sinks, gripping them for dear life. One glance in the mirror and I knew I could not go out like this. My sweater, pants and face were completely soaked with dirt and blood. I turned on the sink and luckily dirty water was filtering through. I rummaged through my pants pockets and found my emergency stash of pain killers. I took two with the water and glared at my dirty reflection as if that would fix my problems. Wait. THAT'S IT! DIRT. I CAN HIDE THE BLOOD WITH DIRT. I crouched down to the floor and began to smother the grime all over my clothing, face, hair, every possible place. Would I most likely get everyone of my injures infected? Yup. Did I care at this point? Nope. 

Once I was finished, I sluggishly made my way out of the bathrooms. The alleyway was dark and unfamiliar. I have no idea how long I was out or even if I was still in the mall. I saw and old trash bin and decided that it was as good as any to hide out for the night. I mean, what murderer is going to look in a trash bin for their next victim. I climbed in, carefully avoiding aggravating my injuries, and sat in a corner. The smell did not even bother me. All it did was remind me of how I lived all my life. Like trash. What did bother me was the blood that was running down my legs from my asshole. It hurt to sit but I knew it would hurt more to lie down. The blood and pain reminded me of my failures. Reminded me of the waste of oxygen that I was. It reminded me that I should have killed my self all those years ago. With the night chill seeping into my bones my body gave up the fight for the second time and allowed me to slip into the darkness that consumed my thoughts.

"ARDIAN! ARDIAN!" Who the fuck is shouting my name?! I woke up groggy. It took me a few seconds to catch my bearings but when I did I was immediately on high alert. "ARDIAN!" the strange male voice shouted again. I have never heard this voice in my life and trust me I would have known if I did. The voice was deepest voice I have ever heard. How does this person know me? Is this a trap? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON! I began to tremble at the voice of this unknown person. His voice sounded close, too close, and it was get closer and louder by the minute. Okay Ardian, he is not going to check a dirty, old bin, so you just have to be quiet and everything will be fine. Yeah that sounds like a plan. I can do this. Silence is my best attribute. At least it was, until a stupid cat decided now would be the perfect fucking time to run past me in the dumpster and scare the ever loving shit out of me. I jumped and knocked my head with a loud band against the lid of the dumpster. 

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I have done it now. My eyes grew to the size of saucers and filled with horror. I am done for. Heavy footsteps were heard approaching my hideout with my breathing quickening with each step. I sealed my eyes shut as the lid began to open. This is it. Goodbye cruel world. I hope we never meet again and you get struck by a meteor. 

The dumpsters and alleyway ^

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