Hidden Hurt

_Chapter 2_ Awkward Silence of the flash Back

If you read this chapter while listening to Britney Spear Every time or Michael Jackson Earth. Emotion will build up, and you'll feel just like the character Paige. I recommend you to listen to Every time. Hope you enjoy!

_Chapter 2 _ The Awkward Silence Of The Flash Back

I slowly reached for something to pull me up. But then hesitated when I heard the foot steps of Mark, quickly putting my feather in my pocket confidently; so that I don't look suspicious. He walk passed me with out a single sound or facial expression. I glared as he walked up the stairs, usually by now ill have to turn away because he would make eye contact. Although he didn't this time. I left my thoughts fly away and continued with the struggle I was having pulling my self to my feet. Suddenly a shock of pain was released from my feet and shot up to the top of my head. It was agitating pain. I crunched my feet together and squished my hands; to the flat, shaped surface of the banister. Crinkles of shocking pain tingled in my fingers. My I held closed tightly till one single tear drop raced down my face. As I loosely let go of the banister; it left prints in my hand. Out of no where I dropped to the floor. Not until right then that I realised my leg was still continuously bleeding and that I wasn't able to walk on it.

I screamed in fright and terror "Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Mark came running down the stairs, nearly tripping over the bottom step. He stared at me in disappointment as if I wasn't what he was looking for. I doubt he was running for me; he'd must of thought some one unexpected popped in our house and tried to take me away. As much as he hated me, he wanted me to be with him. I guess its because I was his little memory of my mother. The only thing connected to her in a spiritual way. I don't, like to look in his eyes when he hurts me, not because of the emotionless; but for fact that when he looks in my soft blue eyes he sees my mum. And I know he dies with pain inside, because he hates the person he has become. He feels when he hits me he hits my mum, and let her down. I know I can look in his eyes, then he wont hurt me; and save my self the pain. Where as I cant take the pain of sadness, to see a strong man break down and cry ain't easy You know. Trust me I have experience. I remember at the funeral, even my dog cried. I could hardly tell, everyone looked like a river of heads due to the fact my eyes were blurry from all my tears.

Mark began to clap in my face disturbing my thoughts Again!

"Get up, I told you to clean this mess"

I looked down at my legs to guide him where to look, so he can understand. He stared in disgustment and gave a sickly face before getting his stuff and heading to the door. He turned his head back to me and gave a side nod, signalling me to get in the car. I don't know if it was clear enough that I was in too much pain to get up. So I started screaming fakely; well it wasn't really fake, it was half true because I felt a lot of strike of pain. Screaming seemed to make it worst. Although I continued. Then I slowly shut my eyes to rest. All of a sudden I felt a rush up my spine. I shook my bones like a skeleton. My eyes opened wide quickly. I curled my self like a basket. Then another rush came. Just when my whole body started shaking. My eyes went blurry, all I could see is a mixed coloured, soft, blurry view of Mark standing over me confused. Holding me by my shoulders and looking me in the eye. I wanted to move away, however I couldn't control my self at that minute.

"Urhhhh ahhhhh urhhhh shx,,s urhhhhhh ahhhhh" I screeched I tried to say something but the pain was ripping me Part

Paige, Paige, Paige" he repeated again and again while shaking my shoulders worriedly. His voice got fainter and fainter till I heard silence.

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"She has no injuries at all of anything sir, she'll just need to take some pain killers now and then. Besides that she'll do just fine"