Sequence h.s. AU

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Depression

Blake should've been old enough to stay here by herself.
She could've lived with me.
She couldve protected me from brads beatings.
Tyler was over today and he's getting skeptical which isn't good. None of this is good.

Brad asked tyler for alone time and Tyler simply replied with
"I'm talking." In his sassy tone and brads eyes flashed with anger.

Not again.
Not now.
Not ever.

I grab tylers arm on accident pressing my fingertips into his skin as Brad storms out of the room.

Tyler asked if I would stay with him which I was ready to oblige. But Brad poked his head in the door with a huge smile on his face.

"Hey baby I made you some fresh lemonade. Tyler you want some?" He asked and Tyler was confused.
I was too.
Or maybe I wasn't.
Maybe it was a loving smile I held on my face.
Or maybe it was just a fake one.. like always hiding my pure disgust for him but small taste of love underneath.

I remember saying the words to tyler.
Saying no.
Telling him me and Brad were having a movie night. When we ended up being the movie.
The screaming matches in the street and him chasing me inside cornering me into the walls.

I smirk out of breath and shaking trying to look tough. Hoping maybe he will stop playing this terrible game of his and hoping my weakness will stop fueling his fire.

"Give it all you've got Brad. Kill me for God's sake." The words flowed out of my mouth like seeping venom and he smiles his eyes fading to gray.

"Shit." I whisper and he comes at me again.

I hated my life. I hated talking I hated breathing I hated eating. And now I hated the person I'm desperately trying to love.

He stops standing up straight and I lean up against the wall. My face burning from tears and leftover hand prints from brad.

"Please." I whisper and he turns to walk out of the door huffing. He stops and I watch him as I slowly slide down the wall desperate that he doesn't turn around and weak to even fight back anymore. I breathe deeply as he begins walking and jump at him slamming the door.

I scream from relief. Hiding my face in my knees I scream and cry and let everything out that I've been trying to keep in.

Screaming and cursing his name as his car speeds off beyond the street. He has my phone. He has my car keys. And most of all.. he has my sanity.