Faiths P.O.V.I had to go shopping again to buy food again.
If I don't have a meal for him when he gets back for him? He beats me.
I smile at somebody? I get beat up.
A old friends talks to me ? I get beat up.
I don't clean the house everyday ? I get beat up.
I don't talk nice to him? I get beat up.
I don't buy alcohol for him ? I get beat up.
I scream when I get beat up? I get beat up.
I eat when he is around? I get beat up.
I get beat up for everything I do am sick of it .I shouldn't have agreed when he asked me to live with him I should have asked my brother to stay with him and his girlfriend .Now its too late its sad knowing that I cant escape .
"FAITh WHERE THE FUCK IS MY FOOD ???"The demon screamed pulling me out of my thought shit! I was too lost in my thoughts that I forgot to cook for that motherfucker .I quickly run downstairs then I remember that I also didn't go to shopping to buy food. Shit!!!
"Where the fuck is my food you bitch ?"He said in a calm voice like we are talking about something completely different .
"We have n-no gro-groce-ceries and no mo-money to-to buy "I shuttered scared that I will get bit up again.
He took a deep breath "This time you are off the hook cause I didn't gived you money to buy ."He spit and gived me some money
"Don't whore around and am going out tonight don't run away cause I will find you and kill you" He said and walked out of the house and slamming the door on his way out .
I let a breath I didn't know I was holding I didn't get beat up.
I quickly rushed of to the groceries store .I got in the groceries store and it was nearly emptied like usual nobody come this late .
I went around and got what I wanted when I was about to get my last this I bummed into a wall .Well I thought it was a wall I looked up and so a gorgeous man in his 20ish with black eyes darker then the dark sky and brown skater eyes I quickly looked away whispered a sorry and walked away to pay .As I was walking back 'home' I felt this creepy feeling of someone watching me I turned around but nobody was there .
I run 'home' then I quickly locked the door afterwards I placed all the groceries on them places and went upstairs in my room luckily the 'asshole' didn't make me share a room with him.
I went to the bathroom and had a quick shower when I was done I changed into a blue superman t-shirt with some night shorts then I brushed my teeth and went and seat on my bed when I did I got lost on my thoughts . All the bad thoughts of the things that have happened to me come back and tears where running down my face like a waterfall .
I got up and got my black box , my razor then I went and seat on my bed again I dropped the black box next to me
. My watery eyes were on my razor like every other night I slowly slid the cold metal against my left thigh making blood come out but I didn't care like every other night I opened the black box and got a bandage and rape it around my thigh so I won't die.
I did think of Suicide lots of times but every time I wouldn't be ably to do it. I got under my mattress with my stuffed black wolf that my brother gave me when i was little and and fell a sleep in to a nightmare .

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