Pain

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TW: Physical and verbal abuse, kinda graphical!!

I got back to my dorm, pulled out my books, made myself a cup of coffee and started doing homework. This day was great so far (except for my little fit), so I had my hopes up that I would also finish my homework faster. The room was pretty warm and the bed was cozy. The girls were nowhere to be seen.

I was studying chemistry for about an hour now, when I hear a key turning in the door lock. The girls enter, laughing and talking to each other. They were awfully cheerful and it was contagious.

"Hi, girls!" I greet them, huge smile on my face.

They all look at me in disgust, even Claire. My face drops.

"How dare you even act like you belong here, you idiot?" said Scarlett.

"You're a filthy little pig. Take a look at yourself." said Claire.

"W-" my voice breaks.

"You useless human being. You don't even deserve to be here. You should probably die, save the world from the embarrassment." said Scarlett again.

I tried to act like the insults didn't bother me, but I felt completely broken and betrayed on the inside. It felt as if someone shattered my heart in a million pieces who were now cutting through my rib cage. I felt sick. I thought we were fine. They were happy this morning. I clenched my fists, desperate to not let any tears out, although I could feel them burning in the corner of my eye.

"What are you gonna do, Pig? Cry? You are such a lame ass. Wanna give you something to cry about?" said another one as she approached me, huge grin on her face.

She pulled me by my arms and dragged me to the floor. I squirmed.

"No, please, no! I'm sorry! I'll be quiet! Please!" I tried hitting her with my legs, but the other girls grabbed me tightly and dragged me to the bathroom, their nails pressed hardly into my skin.

I felt the panic rising inside my chest, I couldn't breathe. What were they going to do? I couldn't fight them off. I tried screaming, but a hand stifled the sound. I squeezed my eyes tightly. This couldn't be happening. It was worse than anything that happened to me before.

I felt my bare feet touch the cold bathroom floor. I tried running away, but I heard a loud bang and realized someone slammed my head against the sink. I felt a sharp pain shoot through my skull. I opened my mouth to scream, but no sound came out. I couldn't breathe from the pain, my vision blurred. I felt another shooting pain as my head hit the mirror. Tears poured down my cheeks. I couldn't see a thing. The pain was sickening. I fell on my knees and threw up, shivering.

I heard the girls scream and jump back, then leaving the bathroom in disgust. 

I touched my head. My hand got all red, blood dripping on the floor.

I couldn't even cry anymore. I curled up in a ball, hands pressing against my forehead, letting a weak groan out through my clenched teeth. Then everything went black.


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