The Life Of being Abused ~~Aphmau FF~~ {Under Editing?}

Why are you here?

~~*Aph POV*~~ 

I'm so lucky I was in my angel form. I would of died... 

Like anyone would care. 

Damn that hurt like hell. Well a little less then hell , I mean I've already experienced it so i should know. 

I looked at my side not wanting to see more scars. The bandages soaking with blood, the monitor beeping every 2 seconds. I didn't want to see any of it at all. 

I was sitting upright looking at my wrist seeing a needle in it. Heh, reminds me of her... 

The happy days I would play with her and our blessed souls that never corrupted. That changed. Everything did the day she died. Everything or should I say everyone separated, nothing was happy, nothing at all. It effected us all, in different ways though. 

I was depressed for a little bit always trying to find the good qualities in everyone. Trying to make everyone laugh, not wanting to see them in any sorrow, but that was just a mask, a simple coat of illusions. I was not happy, nor sad. I was just a blank canvas trying to find the right picture. 

The picture that would make her proud. The one that my dad would stop trying to kill me. The one where everyone was happy, laughing, and free. All I wanted was to make everyones life a living heaven. 

I did, but at the cost of that was making my life a living hell. A picture that was extraordinary, filled with excitement , happiness,  but when you take a closer look at the details it's sad, gloomy, a living hell. Sometimes I would want to kill myself ,but I remember what my mom told me when grandma died.

"When your gone it may not hurt anymore, but It'll hurt the people around you even more than it hurt you."

It's true , my grandma died from suicide. I don't need to continue hurting people. 

When will people learn to not hurt other people emotionally, don't they know it hurts more than physically hurting someone? 

I felt a drop of water come down my face, I realized I was crying, I haven't cried since her...

Whoever did this can go to f-ing hell. They don't deserve to be with my mother. They've caused so much pain, I've caused so much pain. Through myself, through my friends, just because. 

Why? Why...? 

~~*Sasha POV*~~

Questions were all I heard... 

Stupid. Freaking. Questions. 

These damn people can't stop talking. I knew what I did was wrong! My Irene! I looked at the person who was questioning me. 

"Did you have any relationship between you and Mrs. Aphmau?" He asked with his notepad 

"She was my bosses daughter, he hated her, so I hated her..." He was looking at his notepad, freaking blues clues! 

I was unsure about it. I know I was. I regret it. I know that for a fact. 

"What did she do to make you mad?" He asked looking at his notepad nodding his head up and down.

What did she do to make me mad?

"Again blues clues she was my bosses freaking daughter and he disowned her after she killed her mother!" I yelled at him.

"Geez, no need to get angry, Anyway, you said she killed her mother. Can you give me more in sight of that?" He asked 

"No all I know is that my boss said that she killed his wife and he needed vengeance." I said rolling my eyes 

"Ok, I'll be back in a couple minutes and call your parents about this matter." He said walking out of the room . 

Damn Blues Clues, better catch Michi before she gets out of town...