Chapter 4

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I didn't sleep that night I never usually sleep anymore if I do it's only a couple of hours. The voices in my head keep me awake they never shut up and it all because of him, him who made me into this person the person who drinks gets tattoos and party's him, my ex boyfriend the one who toyed with me the one who hurt me often physical but also emotional by calling me names, putting me down and making rumours up about me.

I sat on my bed, my head in my hands not bothering to the world around me just suffering in my own pain.

"Abigail breakfast is ready" liam said softly knocking on the door then walking off again

"I'm sorry liam I'm so so sorry" I whispered barely above audible

"I know you don't want me to be this person but it's the only person I can be I can't change this is the only way I know, the only way of dealing with my pain the only way I know, he recked me liam he recked me when you weren't there, when you weren't there when I needed you most, I couldn't handle it so I became this person" I whispered it muffled by my hands

"ABIGAIL THIS IS THE LAST TIME BREAKFAST IS READY" I heard liam yell up the stairs

I got up and walked over to my bathroom getting ready for the morning taking a plain black tank top with black skinny jeans with my combat boots nearly all my tattoos were visible I looked at myself in the mirror and put my angry face on that I practiced for so often then made my way down stairs for breakfast.

I ate my scrambled eggs in silence while looking at my phone.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you Abigail last night I was just so worried that you were hurt and I didn't know where you were" liam said looking at me with sad eyes when I didn't reply he sighed and continued eating his breakfast

"I'm going out today liam"

"Sure but where are you going?"

"I'm just going out I don't really know where but just out"

I grabbed my coat off the hook and walked out the door people on the streets give me weird looks but I don't care I stopped when I came to a little book store I looked in and saw kids with their parents I sighed getting a smoke out of my pocket lighting it up and continued to walk down the road.

I came to a halt at the park that I saw yesterday I went and sat down on the swing.

A little tap on my shoulder made me look down there I saw a little girl probably no older than 4

"Yes?" I asked

"Can I please go on the swing?"

"Sure" I said getting off I was about to walk away when I heard her ask again

"Can you please push me?" I looked at her and my heart softened

"Sure I can" I smiled at her

"So what's your name sweetheart?" I asked pushing her

"Leah what's yours?"

"Abigail"

"Abigail what are the things on your arms"

"There paintings just permanent" I said while she looked at my tattoos

"I like that one" she said pointing to the bird on my wrist

"Thankyou sweetheart that's my favourite one"

"LEAH GET AWAY FROM HER NOW" a women who looked to be in her thirtys yelled running towards her and picked her up

"Mummy I was having fun" Leah wined

"No Leah she's a stranger"

"Bye Abigail" Leah said getting taken away

"Bye Leah"

I sat back down on the swing and looked at my feet remembering the time he first hurt me

Flashback

"YOU FUCKING SLUT" he yelled pulling me off the couch by the hair and slamming me onto the ground

"GET THE FUCK UP" he yelled once again I got up when he pusses me into the wall

"YOU UGLY BITCH I DONT KNOW WHY IM EVEN WITH YOU" he screamed slapping me across the face but it didn't stop there he continued to kick me in the gut and punch my arms

End of flashback

I felt a hand on my shoulder making me jump I turned to look at who it was I gasped I never expected to see this person again.

Heyo it's me

So who do you think it is?

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