Trenton

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I opened my door slowly and walked onto my white carpet. My head hung as tears fell to the floor. Blood followed with the tears. I held my shoulder and tried to stop the bleeding. My eyes almost swollen shut, i couldn't see a thing. I stopped at my bedside. My father stumbled in. He held a switchblade. " nobody said I was done punishing you yet." He grabbed my hair and flung my back against a wall. "you will not disrespect me again!"  He threw the switchblade. He had a weak and off throw.The sharp blade lodged into my hand. I screamed in pain. Falling to my knees I held my hand tightly around my wrist. I cried and tried to catch my breath. My father knelled down. I lay on my side gasping for air through my heavy sobs. " Now think about your sorry ass life." He ripped the knife from my flesh. I screamed once more, but my wails were cut off as he gave one last blow, kicking me in the stomach.He stumbled out of the room. I heard his footsteps down the stairs.

I felt my hand begin to go numb. Picking myself up to my feet ,I limped to the bathroom. Not seeing where i was going, i smashed my cut shoulder into my door frame. I held in my sobs of pain. I finally made it to the bathroom. I turned on the water and washed my wounded hand and shoulder. I felt around the sink for a rag. I saw a blur of objects and colors. I finally grabbed the hand towel and shoved it under the water. When it was soaked, I rested it against my eyes. As some of the swelling went down I could start to see agian. My hand bled badly. I wrapped it and hoped for the best healing. I looked in the morrior. My eyes were deep red and black. Still swollen at the bottoms.

I was supposed to see Trenton that night, I had no idea how he would react. Most likely the same way i react when i seen him badly hurt. I wrapped him in my arms and let him silently weap into my shoulder.  I returned to my room and looked down at my blood soaked carpet. I would have to clean it tommrow. I was trified to leave my room again.

"Layla!" a whisper from outside my window startled me. It was Trenton. Fearful of his reaction, i slowly opened the window. He hopped into my room quickly. Right when his feet hit my carpet i broke falling into his arms in tears. He hugged me tightly. Pain in my shoulder swam down my back. I let go of him and cried out silently in pain. "Layla What Happened!" He whispered in a panic. I fell to my knees. He came to his too and lifted my head so we were eye to eye. "Layla you have to talk to me" His Bright brown eyes filled with unknowing tears as he wipped away mine. " My...my dad" I weezed for air and my chest studdered derasticly. He pulled me intp his arms. " calm down" He rubbed my back and moved my blonde hair from my face. I finally calmed down. " do you wanna talk about it?" Trenton said looking into my eyes. I shook my head No. I wanted to forget about it.

Trenton stood up and picked me up bridel style. He laid me gently on my bed. "do you want me to stay for awhile." Trenton asked running his fingers through my knotted hair. I brust into more tears. "please..." i held him tightly as he wrapped me in his arms and let me cry into his shirt.

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