Who Killed Noah Cohen?

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Saturday 7th September 2018

02:03 am

"D-don't touch me!"

The hate in my voice was loud, and harsh, but I know Noah could easily detect the shakiness hidden within it.

He always does with his honey like eyes, chocolate like hair, milk like skin, and strawberry like lips.

"Charlie, p-please.. I-i am s-s- GODDAMIT!" He punches the wall right behind my head causing me to scream in fear. "I am s-sorry."

Tears stream down his sinful face that pleaded for forgiveness from a God that didn't have it in him anymore.

"For what Noah?!"

I scream, my body shaking like crazy with hard eyes that only softened at the touch of his fingertips on my wet cheeks to wipe away the oceans drowning me.

I told you I can't swim, Noah..

"For cheating on me?! Maybe it's for beating the living shit out of me?! For what Noah?! Huh?! For the pain in my heart or the pain in my body?"

I hate it.

I hate it how my voice quietened by the end.

I hate it how relief washed over Noah's broken eyes because he is used to the taste of forgiveness.

"Charlie, I didn't mean to-"

"Fuck her?!"

I push his reaching hand.

"Or maybe you didn't mean beating me till I was unconscious?"

I laugh a humorless laugh recalling waking up on the cold ground one hour after Noah, and I's fight surrounded by my own blood, and tears.

My throat felt like hell, my eyes felt like shit, my heart? It didn't feel.

I put my hand on his chest before pushing him away forcefully.

"You disgust me, Noah. I hate you." I spit.

Noah runs a hand through his already messy hair- frustrated.

"No!"

He yells taking me by surprise, causing me to blink while taking a step back to crash into the wall.

Fuck.

"No, Charlie!" He comes closer. "You don't hate me!"

His yells almost deafened me.

"You can't hate me, Charlie."

He whispers into my ears causing goosebumps to erupt in my body. He wraps his large arms around my violently shaking body. When I try to fight out of his hold, he tightens his grip around me till I settle down lifelessly.

"I love you so much, Charlie.. More than anyone will ever love you."

He runs his hand through my hair as silence falls upon us if you don't count my aggressively beating heart, and my loud, uneven breathing as I try to silence my tears.

I feel trapped in the suffocating love of Noah Cohen, and for the first time ever I crave freedom.

"Tell me you love me, Noah. Tell me you are sorry, and this is the last time. When I ask you last time for what, Noah. For the cheating, or the drinking? Maybe for the hitting? Tell me for all, Noah. Tell me you are going to be a better person for me, Noah, because you love me enough to stop."

I count the scars, and bruises on my right leg.

Nine.

Ten.