I Sat in the desk with the filled class room surrounded by unknown people I have never seen before in my whole life
My family went from being broken and bruised destroyed by everyone that was my family the burning, crippling,gnawing cuts deep in my wrists and up my arms still gush blood every once in a while. All sorts of different things run through my mind fear
being one of them my family went from poor to being millionaires so we packed up boxes and boxes of memories from my
childhood and moved to a big city called Los Angeles California I grew up in a small town in Wilmington, North Carolina the same little town that MJ or Michael Jordan grew up
I was covered in black from head to toe my body (pic above) was bruised and broken ashamed of who I am my heart physically hurts I'm terrified of my father he's Terrifying and Scarring
I'm traumatized I constantly live in fear he left not only physical scars but an emotional scar of violence, isolation ,misery, and sorrow that will last forever
I'm damaged I feel like a worthless piece of crap sometimes scared and alone nowhere to go
I hate getting flashbacks from things I never wanted to remember being hurt by the person who you thought would never hurt you and was supposed to fix your broken heart catch you of you fall is the worst feeling in the world
The feeling of loneliness. I remember the horrible horrible memory of him very well he has physically,mentally and socially abused me since I could remember.
"Jade" my name was said my thoughts were interrupted I looked at the person "your in my seat" the words came from this beautiful, Hot,Cute, sexy, Amazing, Awesome Stylish, and Dreamy boy "sorry I'll move" i quietly whispered my voice trembling with fear
"Never mind you can stay there" the boy whispered And sat down behind me i turned around i gulped "how do you know my name" i whispered my breath trembling and shaky he shrugged "i'm justin" he held out his hand "don't touch me" i whispered scared
"Um okay" he was confused
2 weeks later
After school (I was wearing pic above #2)
I was at my locker i shut it that weird Justin kid came over to me "what the fuck do you want" I whispered my breath Shaking with fear " hey I've seen you around school and I wanted to know if you wanted to come over to my house" he said
"why" I breathed "i wanna hang out with you" he whispered i was terrified of him but I didn't know why he seemed nice
Oh wait i know why he's a guy all guys my terrified of because of my stupid dangerous,brutal Terrifying father
"Um maybe you should come to my house where they'll be people and witnesses and people" i feared "um okay I'll come to your house" he was so confused
I grabbed his arm and pulled him and he let me he didn't try to fight me or hurt me he let me drag him outside to my car i unlocked it i looked at him
"you let me pull you without fighting me or trying to hurt me" i whispered "Why would I hurt you" he said i let out a deep breath "never mind just get in" i said
At my house
Justin and i walked into the basement of my house where my Xbox is and stuff "do you want to play" i handed him a controller "um nah" he said i walked into my room and shut the door i walked into my walk in closet
I took my shoes off and put on a slightly baggy army camo tshirt and put my hair in a bun (pic above) and then walked out to Justin
"So why did you want to come over" i asked him i sat down next to him in the purple Bean bag chairs "i don't know you seem uh cool" he said "what happened" he
grabbed my wrist i winced in pain he let go in fear "i'm sorry i didn't mean to hurt you i'm sorry" he stuttered "justin it's okay just please don't touch me i don't like that" i explained to him
