Strong

Prolouge

"It's all your fault, you always screw up,"

I splashed water on my face, the cold slowly washed away the heat from my face.

"Maybe if for once you shut up instead people would like you."

I looked up to the mirror and saw my blood shot eyes and my read nose. 'Haha, Rudolph would be Jealous of my nose right now' , a small smile crawled onto my face at the thought.

   I lifted up my shirt and saw the red and blue bruise on my side. 'This is going to be a pain' I thought as I looked over it. Suddenly a notification popped up on my phone and my attention directed to the text I just received.

'Are you okay? I knew I should've gone with you, I'm going to kill that douche bag as soon as I get my hands on him' - Lia'

I smiled a little as I read the message, at least I know Amelia would always be there for me.

'I'm a strong girl' I replied back.

I looked at myself in the mirror again, "I-I'm a strong person, I can get through this.'' I told myself reassuringly.

It was almost as if I was a child once again needing to be convince that monsters under her bed weren't real. But once again, was today even real.

"I-I'm strong and I c- I can get through this" I told myself again as a tear dropped down my face, followed by more.

     It was decided that today was the special occasion that I would use the bath bomb I've been saving for a while and with that I carried my speakers and scented candles to the bathroom.

As the bath tub filled up I thought to myself, 'What comes next?'