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*Jaz*
I grabbed the door handle and twisted it,it wouldn't open.I started pulling and twisting it frantically,I could feel the imense pain shooting up my arms.I wanted to cry but I couldn't give him the satisfaction of it.Instead of twisting the handle I just pulled as hard as I could,the throbbing started to become unbearable.My mind was in over-load mode,I couldn't think properly.
"Open,you god damn door!" As if it was obeying my command,it opened.I had opened it it about 10 centimentres just as a hand slammed the door shut,another thumped onto my shoulder and twisted me round swiftly.He pressed his bulky body against mine,forcing my body to stop thrashing.I smelt his rancid breath before I saw his sardonic smile,he was truely enjoying himself.My breathing became more laboured the more he leaned against me.I heard the click of the lock,and his lips smashed against mine violently.His lips were hard,rough and cracked,his strength was bruising my lips and where his hands gropeled me.
I cried out involuntarily and I felt his head draw back.I realised what he was doing,I moved my head slightly yo my left just before his head pounded against the door.He screamed out of rage and I escaped his grip just before he swung his fist at me.He turned and met my eyes,bloodlust,thats all there was.Just bloodlust,for my blood.He ran at me,leaning forward at full speed.It was now or never.I pulled glass out of its concealed area at the crook of my arm.Just before he tackled me I side stepped but kept my right hanging out.
I felt the glass glide through his flesh,the blood splatter on my exposed skin.He sank to his knees like they do in the movies and fell to the floor,I stared down at the body.The eyes staring blankly at me,while blood flowed out of his mouth to join the pool around him.I brought the glass to my chest and cradled it there,I hardly felt my broken arm throb.I was just staring at the glass,the piece of glass intended to kill me had actually killed the inflictor of pain himself.I bent to the floor so I was kneeling and layed the glass on the floor,then lay on my stomach with my head on my hands.I stared bewildered at this tiny fragment of glass that I had just KILLED someone with.I started to spasm,I wasn't one to cry.
I was one of the tough ones,instead I spasmed.My muscles would contract if I was under certain pressure,stress or even rare times frightened to death.I didnt move,I just stared at the glass and the dead body for who knows how long.
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"Jaz ..honey,its okay now.Wake up."Said in an all too sweet voice.I felt my muscles start to contract,I groaned.
"Calm down hun,it was only a dream."Correction it was a memory,stupid hoe couldn't tell the difference between a sheep and a llama.Something cold wipped across my forehead.I sprang out of my bed,well attempted to.I was hooked to IV and who knows what other shit.I could feel the sweat dripping down me,god I felt so gorgeous right now.In a hospital bed,sweating bullets,Russel brand hair.God why cant god just kill me ? Oh wait there he almost did.Stupid twat.I frowned and looked at Seliah the nurse who was holding a wet cloth in her hand.Was this a form of her torture or did she wake me up for a reason ?
[[A/N:if you havent seen russel brands hair you gotta check it out!! plus no offence to god,its just the character (: ]]
"Yes Seliah..?"I said after a few silent minutes,god get it over with already.It was plain on her face she had some news I wouldn't like.Mind you,I never liked any news unless it was to tell me ive won the national lottery.She just stared at me guiltily,what the fuck! shes annoying me now.
"What th fuck Seliah! Just spit it out already...god." I muttered the last bit quietly,I just shouted at her but I didnt feel bad when I looked at her saddened face.I sighed.
"Sorry Seliah,I just hate hospitals.No freedom,crappy food....." I trailed off as she chuckled.After a few moments she looked guilty again.Whats up with this girl!
"Jaz.....Were going to let you out,tomorrow."No wonder why she looked so guilty! Im fucking leaving,im kind of glad but I know what that means.I just stared at her in horror.Your probably thinking..why are you sad ? Your getting out of hospital. Well its a little more complicated than that.
The court decided I couldn't go to another foster home,so they decided if I was around a good influence.I would be good.Were the fucking nuts!! I havent been "Good" for 7 years.So as soon as I get out of hospital im being to a "American dream" family,bet they are damn preps aswell.Some preps are cool but the majority are pricks,I hang round with them because thats were things are ALWAYS interesting.I dont like most of them though,stupid whore bags and over confident pricks.
"Seliah...THERES NO FUCKING WAY IM GOING TO LIVE WITH SOME RICH PRICKS! THEY'LL LOOK DOWN ON ME,EXPECT ME TO DO CRAPPY SHITTY THINGS,THEY.WONT.HELP.ME.AT.ALL!" I screamed while flailing my arms around,like a nuts monkey.Seliah flinched at my last few words,venom dripped from every word.She looked really guilty and like I just socked her in the face,she held her hands up though like I was the police.
"Hey,dont kill the messenger." She chuckled at her own joke,her laughter died out when she met my dead serious face.
"Well we all know what happens to the messengers."I felt like punching a wall,I didnt want a family for christs sake! Can no-one get it through their thick skulls,the amount of trouble ive gotten into so I didnt have to stay with a couple.Its pissing me off now.I saw Seliah trying to sneak out.
"Seliah."My voice was monotone,this tends to happen when im in deep thought.
"Yes ?" She squeaked,haha she really didnt want to be caught sneaking out.She should work on that.
"When am I going to meet them?"I looked up and met her eyes,I knew instantly she wanted to avoid this subject.
"In ten minutes."She squeezed her eyes shut and walked out of the room,clever girl knows my temper well.My jaw was ground,making a pop because of how much pressure I applied.My breathing was coming out harsh,I needed to break something,like right now!!Somethimes I hated anger problems because you got into such bad fits of rage you just couldn't stop,but on the other hand no-one,I mean NO-ONE would touch you.Okay this is just stupid now,I mean what do you break in a hospital that isnt vital or you wont have to pay for.Exasperated I lifted my arms and dropped them back on the bed,a faint throb shot up my arm.That caught my attention immediately,ahh shit what am I going to do now.Sometimes I cant control my actions.
My arm was still weak from its clean break,it was still quite injured.No I wont break my arm,just so I wont be angry anymore! Thats just foolish.Even though I was thinking those words,my arm started to lift slowly.I dont know what my body planned on doing but im not going to sit down and watch,its good I have alot of willpower.My arm started to slow down and quivered,I swear I started to actually sweat!
"Come on.."I muttered through gritted teeth.
"Stop what." I turned my head towards the sound and my arm dropped.......officially one of the shittyest days of my life.
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