The Perfection of My Insanity

maybe it is

He just lost it. He wrapped his hands around my neck sure to leave a mark and banged my head into the ground.Each time my head hit the ground I felt the pain spread to my brain and nothing was held back as he connected his fists with my jaw and the rest of my face. While punching and slapping me as he yelled. Though his words became unheard to me his actions became vaguely familiar. I think he did this a couple months back.Trying to get me to cry,to show him weakness though I never gave him the pleasure of me shedding a tear. Its pathetic really his need for power and control he's like a fucking evil dictator or something and as you know every dictator hates a rebel.

"God damn it" he yells finally getting off of me. I slowly drag myself off of my back and onto my hands and knees. As I wipe the blood from my mouth with the back of my hand I look at Niall pacing back and forth.

I let out a chuckle as he does this It's quite hysterical that he is frustated on the fact that I don't cry anymore.

"What's so fucking funny huh" he yells before kicking me in the face sure to leave a bruise. I fall to my back once again and pain shoots through my body.

"You're just another sad, dumb bitch that nobody cares or loves you're a worthless piece of shit" he says looking at me in disgust. I pull myself off the ground only to stubble and lean on a tree I lean my head back against it and smile at him.

"Now Niall baby I think we both know you're wrong about that" I tease spitting blood from out if my mouth.

"What the hell are you babbling about bitch" he yells getting awfully mad. It looks like I struck a nerve.

"If you just hated me you wouldn't go though all of this shit because you wouldn't give a damn. No this is something bigger than that and I think you better tell me" I protest pushing myself off of the tree trunk and making my way towards him.

"I DON'T give a damn about you" he says as he tenses up.

"Bullshit if you didn't care then why go through the trouble of kicking my ass everyday. huh" I say starting to circle him stumbling every once in a while because of my leg. "There's a reason behind it,its a sorry ass excuse for one but there is a reason." I continue.

"I don't have a fucking reason other than I hate you" he yells and his breathing increases.He's obviously lieing.

"Bull...shit" I simply state while standing behing him. Silence filling the air.The sound of him breathing heavely. I feel a rain drop on my face and soon after it starts pooring.

"Are you too stupid to understand that I hate you,that everyone does" he yells through the rain and pushes me down in the now muddy ground.He punches me in the face one fist after the other again and again. "Nobody likes you anymore because your a stuck up bitch" He screams as the rain poors down on us.By now my eyes are blood shot.He continues to punch my but its different now he hits me now with pain in his eyes and not amusemrnt. I can't tell if its blood or rain running down my face but I can feel it. "You don't even remember the name of the kid who sat behind you in the six grade do you" he says now hovering over me.

"Answer me!!"he yells slaping me across face. I show zero emotion as I look up at him.To be honest I don't remember the kid who sat behind me.Why would I care.

"Yeah that what I thought" he saids getting up off of me.

"Because you only know his name when he's kicking you're ass" He simple states before stomping me in the head.

Niall's Pov:

I stand over her body and rain drops hit hear. She is cover in old and now new bruises.The blood runs down her cheeks mixed with rain. This is her fault.She brought this on herself.