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Maya Jackson

Everything has been absolute hell recently. I can't fucking handle this shit, but I know I have to keep fighting.

Aaron Hugo's has been trying to ruin my life for so long now, From the moment he first met me to now. And it's completely exhausting.

I got out of bed before Tim ever woke up. I went into my kitchen and made myself coffee, but while doing so I had this feeling that I was being watched. I slowly walked out of my kitchen and into the living room where I noticed my window had been opened. Well fuck me I guess.

I ran to Tim and woke him up. He looked confused for a second before jumping out of bed, and following me into the living room.

He got this immediate look of anger before going and searching the house. We both were silent, but I knew we were thinking the same thing. Aaron did this. We went into our guest room and noticed a paper folded on the bed. I opened it.

There was a photo of me and Tim sleeping together in our bed, and a letter attached to it.

Dear, mon chéri.
It's so adorable that you think your little guards are gonna save you from me, but look at this now, I've been inside your house and watched you sleep. Honestly I could've just taken you right then and there, but that'd ruin all the fun wouldn't it. Just remember you belong to me, and you will never get away no matter how hard you try.

~ Aaron Hugo's.

I threw the letter and photo down on the bed before running out of the room. I went into our bathroom and started throwing everything I can. I needed all of these emotions out of me before I take it out on anyone else.

Tim was trying to get through the door but I had it locked. There was glass shattered all over the floor and under my feet, but I continued to ignore the pain as I broke different items.

Everything on the counter is now on the floor. I sit down against the sink as I sob, glass digging into my hands and feet.

The blood slowly dripping on the floor as I just let myself cry into my knees.

Tim finally kicked the door down to notice me on the floor, but I didn't even look up at him. I felt so hopeless and used all over again.

The memories I have with Aaron aren't pleasant, and I typically can work through them, but not this time. My whole life is being threatened. But especially my friends and family. They are the only things I have left. I've lost everything else.

My hands and feet were stinging extremely bad but I didn't even try to move. Tim walked over and picked me up before taking me into our bedroom where he had a first aid.

He took my hands and cleaned them, making sure all the glass shards weren't still inside. I tried pulling away multiple times to refuse the help but he didn't let me.

I know I should be happy about that but at this moment I can't feel anything but disgust.

Not disgust for others, but before myself. I let him use me. I used my body to get what I wanted from him, and now here I am in a relationship that is healthy but all I can think about is Aaron. Aaron will always ruin my life, and he uses that to his advantage. I've tried getting over it, and I've tried growing as a person but it never seems to work.

My heart feels heavy in my chest, as it beats harshly against my ribcage. My lungs aren't getting all the oxygen they need causing me to hyperventilate. Tim wrapped his arms around me, holding me as close to possible.

"Maya I need to start on your feet now, okay?" Tim whispers as he pushes a piece of hair out of my face. My tears were slowly beginning to fade, even when I wanted to continue to cry.

I felt every movement of him getting the glass out of my feet. It hurt like a bitch, but I knew it had to be done. He slowly finished up by wrapping my feet in bandages with cleaner on them.

"Thank you Tim." Is all I could mutter out as the air was still not fully reaching my lungs.

"Maya we need to tell Grey. We have to get you somewhere else, I can't sit around and watch as this destroys you slowly." Tim says softly as he plants a kiss on my nose.

"No Tim, I don't want to. I don't want to be alone somewhere else." I mutter, as I start heaving for air.

"Just breathe Maya. It's gonna be okay, we are gonna make it through this."

I shut down completely, Holding my knees up to my chest.

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