Desired Love

1. No New Life

Copyright © 2016 by Courtney R.

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Balled up in the corner my back yells in pain. I try to move but pain struck up through my body causing me to yelp.

I managed to get up and make my way to my bathroom. I limped in and grabbed my pain pills and took 3. I slid down the wall waiting for the pain to go away.

Slowly my pain dies down so I stood and close the door making sure its locked. I opened the mirror cabinet and grabbed my small bag. I sat on the toilet and grabbed my razor blade.

The only time that makes the pain go away. I held the blade to my skin putting pressure on it making it break through my skin.

I start to drag the razor across my arm and then starting over again making another row. Blood filled my arm dripping down to the floor.

Satisfied with what I did I put the razor back hiding it again. I sat in the corner and watched my arm bleed.

I soon dozed off into a slumber.

A couple hours later I was awaken to banging on the bathroom door. I sat up.

"KEHLANI GET YOUR ASS OUT OF HERE" His voice boomed through out the house of the other side of the door.

I looked at the dried blood that covers my arm I hurried and grabbed a towel wet it and wiped off my arm.

"I AINT GON TELL YO ASS TWICE" He yelled.

Satisfied with my clean arm I walked out the bathroom. I stood there with my head down not meeting eyes with the devil.

"You didn't make dinner, and why was that?" He asked as his leg bounced.

"I-I fel-"

"Speak up!"

"I fell asleep" I say louder.

"And do you think that's acceptable?"

"No-"

"This is the last time I am going to tell you, SPEAK THE FUCK UP!"

"No sir"

"Don't you think you should be punished?"

"No please don't I'm sorry-"

I was cut off with a blow sent to my face. I fell to the ground.

"Next time dinner better be on time" He say as he kicked me in my side. I groaned holding my side. "Hurry the fuck up"

I quickly got up and went downstairs in pain. There was a couple of women sitting on the couch.

Probably his female friends.

I went in the kitchen and begin cooking. Once I was done cooking his food I fixed it and brung his plate to him. I walked in and saw him having a full make out session with one of the ladies as the other rubbed his private part.