a sigh escapes her mouth as she sits on the bathroom floor, observing the damage he has done this time.
'its all my fault' she thought as she started to clean up the mess on the floor and her body.
blood drips from her face, her arms and her stomach.
she whimpers at every movement she makes.
she manages to wipe the blood clean off the floor before she slowly makes her way into the bathtub to clean herself off.
she closes her eyes and lays her head back, calmly breathing in and out.
everything starts to relax and she feels safe, right there in that warm orange colored water...
that was until she heard a noise
'him'
hes back
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she just wanted to be normal, to be happy and to be loved.
but what she got was far from that.
'stay strong' she tells herself everyday.
but how far can those two words actually take her?
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hi guys! i have been really slow on updates on my other stories but im back and starting another one because this idea came to me and i really wanted to do it!
i hope you guys enjoy this story and also please check out my other ones :)
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