Meep?

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Just as a warning. This chapter may contains triggering content. I don't know what may be triggering for you so please read with caution. (I'm really sorry.)

In the reflection of my laptop I saw him walk out of the bathroom. He's dressed now and is trying to sneak up and scare me. Right when he's only a few feet away I turn around and yell "MEEP!" A shocked look covers his face and he falls backwards. I can't stop laughing "That..ha ha.. was hilarious!" He looks up at me "Meep?" I help him get up. "I don't know, its the only thing I could think of." I sign out of tumblr. "What do you want to do today?" Jack says. I turn around to face him and he's right in my face. I take a step back and trip over the side of the couch. "Ha ha, sorry. I got you back." He smiles and reaches out his hand. I take it and he helps me up. He pulls on his jacket. "So what's your answer?" I shrug my shoulders. "I don't know. I'd want to change first." I pick up my bag. "Ok." He walks into a different room and I go into the bathroom. Pulling my shirt off I stare into the mirror and think "I'm so fat. Ugly." After I change my clothes I walk back to the living room and sit down. A wave of sadness washes over me and I feel heavy. I want to curl up and wither away.  "Make a choice yet?" Jack says while walking into the room. I look up at him "No..Sorry." He sits next to me "Its ok." He hugs me. "Random hugs." I say. We laugh.

~later~

"Two hot chocolates please." Jack says to the girl behind the Starbucks counter. I go and find a seat. I pick the one in the left corner by the window. I sit down and stare out the window watching the people go by wondering what kind of troubles they're going through or what future has in store for them or what they might have been through in their past. Jack walks up with the two hot chocolates "Here you go." He says. I smile "Thanks." I look out the window again. "Is everything alright?" He turns and looks out the window "Did I miss something?" I look at him "No sorry, I was just thinkin--" My phone rings, it's my mom. I feel heavy and I can't breathe right. "Ok, Jack says. Are you going to answer?" I nods yes and pick it up.

She screams into the phone then hangs up. I look at Jack "Um...I'm really sorry.. I have to go.." I try to say it a casually as possible. "Want me to come with?" My eyes widen as I shake my head no. "Alright, talk to you later. And it's ok."

-at home-

I walked in the door my mom was standing there waiting for me, looking very angry. "You talked to him didn't you!? You I told him about all those things I did to you!?" She yells. I step back and shake my head no. "Worthless piece of shit! Don't lie to me!" I shake my head no to tell her I wasn't lieing. She swings at me and I duck out of the way. "Don't you dare move out of the way." I stand still and let her punch me. When she finally stops I can't breathe. I think of what damage she caused this time. Another black eye? Scratched lip? Broken rib? Probably all of them. She leaves the room, I slowly get up and realize my side bleeding. I go down to my room and lift up my shirt to see where the blood was coming from. When I fell I landed on a nail and it stabbed into my side. I pull it out and set it on my dresser. I clean up the wound and cover in up with a bandaid.

I'm going to bed now, I don't care how early it is.

~later that night~

I wake up around one. I lay their in the darkness thinking of ways to die. Train. Car. Rope. Overdose. Over drink. Gun. My mom. Wrists. Neck. Who knows what else I could think of. Before I do though I fall asleep.

~The next day around noon~

I get up and get ready for the day. I wonder what today's going to be like. I try to cover up my black eye as best as I can. Before my mom wakes up I leave.

Walking down the road I see the girl who was on the train the other day and a few other people. Trying not make contact I keep walking hoping she doesn't notice me. "Hey you, Lidia!" I here someone call. I don't turn around. Someone grabs my shoulder and turns me around. A tall, stocky boy gets into my face. I'm guessing he plays football. The girl walks up to me, "Why'd you ignore me? Hmm?" She looks around. "Doesn't look like that dudes here to stop us now." she snickers.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 25, 2013 ⏰

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