Fragile: Must Handle With Care

Chapter 4: Sleeping Spell Like Elena Please?

I sit in a corner and I let the tears stream down my face. For how much longer can I let my pain build up inside of me waiting to erupt one day?

I've kept this in for one year, I've only told Hannah about this but no one else.

When we moved here, Eastview College, myself and Tyler were roommates; I was madly in love with him at the time. Things were going good for a month or so until one night when Tyler came home, drunk. A bit too drunk.

I was watching the new Vampire Diaries, it was Nina Dobrev's last episode and I still hadn't managed to watch it two months later because I was too busy packing for Eastview and when I arrived here, I was just drowned in chores.

I was just at the part where Damon found out that Elena was under a spell and as long as Bonnie was alive, Elena would stay sleeping.

He charged into my room and smacks the door shut. I was eating popcorn and my popcorn spilt everywhere.

"Babe, you're drunk" I said to him.

"Tell me something I fucking don't know" He slurred.

"Why are you acting like this, you never act like this when you drink normally?".

"Well there's a first time for everything, isn't there bitch?" He walked closer and closer, he grabbed the lamp from my bedside table and threw it on my face.

I lost consciousness for a while and when regain it, Tyler was standing there with a deadly smirk on his face, holding a baseball bat.

"Tyler what is wrong with you?" I asked him.

"Just shut the fuck up before I tell everyone your huge secret".

"W-What secret?".

"Don't play fucking dumb, you know which one".

And with that he smacked and smacked and he's being doing that for one whole year and counting...

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I wipe my last tear for a while now and try to go to sleep, it's around 3am.

I don't sleep when Tyler hits me, so I basically never sleep because he beats me everyday like I'm some sort of animal, I feel so caged up when I'm here in my dorm; class is sort of my escape from everything. I tend to forget my horrible life that's not college related and I can just focus on class.

Before all of this began to happen, I was such a happy person. I lived in the moment and I didn't care about anything else, well I did but not all the time. I used to laugh all the time, and I mean ALL THE TIME. I used to get in trouble for being so mischievous and well such a rebel. I know I've changed so much but I just won't admit it to others.

I've only told Hannah about this because she is my best friend and I tell her everything, she is literally my third sister; my sister who can read my mind, who cares about me so much, my sister who had the exact same sense of 'humour' as me.

Although we are still the bestest of friends, we've changed. Well I did. Me changing had a HUGE impact on our friendship. I'm just so much more quiet and serious now whereas Hannah isn't. But even though we're not exactly the same anymore, we still are inseparable.

I made Hannah promise not to tell anyone about all of this. It just wouldn't be fair on everyone else. I'd rather be mute about all of this and suffer than see everyone I care about suffer and be stressed along with me.