Chapter 2

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Present day

My eyes slowly and reluctantly slide open as I wake up. The surroundings around me appears the same. The same dark grey walls, the same old clock right up in front of me ticking away with it's annoying ticking sound, the whole room around me screams alone and trapped.

I slowly lift myself off of my bed walk towards the mirror on my right. I look at myself: I still have the same big dark circles around my eyes, the same bruised lip that I get every single night, the same slightly disfigured nose from one not very smart night and lastly the same puffy eyes that I get from crying every night.

I make my way to my bathroom and weakly take a shower and wet my hair; it feels like the only relaxing thing to do. As I exit the bathroom and slide on my slippers I enter room to put some clothes on. And like every other day. I don't like to change routine. I realise how skinny I'm getting; I see all the bones, all the cuts on my wrist specifically my left, I see all the bruises all around mostly my stomach and all the consequences of attempted suicide is all over my body.

I look at myself through the mirror in front of me not knowing what to do next, usually by this time he comes in to the room and does....whatever he wants.

He tells me everyday he does this because he "loves me" but I don't see it that way.

I'm Caitlin Perkins and I'm trapped.

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Hi! Sorry if this chapter was actually quite short I felt this was all it needed but I am trying to put as much detail as I can with this story. I have a feeling this story will see to the end please do carry on reading and tell me what you want by voting,commenting and or messaging me!
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