You Make Me Crazy-J.M

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*****mature***
*****warned***
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11:39pm
It was already late an Jason was still gone .
I managed to get my self cleaned up a few hours after he left because I fell asleep exhausted from the tears that he caused to rush down my face.
It relaxed me I found the clothes he brought along for me.
Wearing a clean pair of clothes long black t shirt an a pair of sweats I felt a little fresher I braided my hair in boredom.

My body hurt like hell especially my stomach I already had bruies from where he grabbed me roughly.

My face was different shades of purple an blue on one side from where he hit me at his meeting an when we got into the fight last night.

Hopefully he'll finally leave me alone.
When he comes back... IF he comes back.
I don't want him to at all.
I wish I was home but I know my home is different since his bitch ass burned it down.

I forgot about it... All my memories in the home..
GONE
I member him carrying me away the day he took me.
If he had been watching me he should have known how important it was to me .

I felt the familiar sting come behind my eyes a sign tears we're coming.

In the cold room I was alone again I tried to get peoples attention so I could escape but they were too far away to hear me...
Out side was cloudy it was raining on an off the whole day but the room thankfully had a heater.

Under the big blankets engulfed in warmness I was rolled up I felt empty.
The tears slowly started coming down.
I missed my brother I missed my family...

"I can't do this anymore "I whispered to my self
Shutting my eyes I felt alone.
I can't stand Jason I can't stand him AT ALL.
He constantly makes me feel weak right after I get the courage to fight, back which frustrates me so much!

The memories of what happened in the car coming back he was being nice...But then he changes.
He changes everything about himself.

I was silently thinking about what Jessy told me I figured I should take her advice.
I mean I don't want to be miserable even more my entire life , I don't want him always to be angry with me.
It was like a cycle that we just kept going around in circles it was annoying.
As much as I hate him I don't want to be in pain.

I know he didn't mean it... I believe him now..
I just get him mad .
I get him too mad.
I'm the reason I get my self into trouble. The reason he hurts me so much.
Because I can't love him.
How can I after I know what he's capable of ?

I sat up the room was dimmed, I didn't bother turning the television back on.
A couple minutes later I heard movement out side the door before I could get up to see ,it was opened up.

In walking the devil.
Making eye contact he glared at me slamming the door shut angrily. I looked away quickly biting my lip afraid.
I don't see why he was still Moody that was more than enough time to cool the hell off.
He wasn't the one locked in a room all the time
Glancing in his direction i noticed ,he was walking slightly off...I hope he didn't do any thing earlier...
"Where did you go? "I asked bringing the covers closer as the breeze came hitting my from him re opening it as he looked out the door for a weird reason I ignored.

Running a hand through his now wet hair he sighed locking it turning off the lights rubbing his forhead.

I rolled my eyes at him as he CLEARLY heard me.
"Eat"he grumbled tossing a box of food on the bed as he walked by kicking off his shoes tiredly.

I opened it happy to finally eat something.
It was dark so I lit up the small light by the nightstand on the side of the room. It was barely even giving light tho.
"Thank you" I whispered fumbling with grabbing it.
I could smell the food making my stomach growle once again .
"What ever should've let your dumb ass starve damn ungrateful bitch" he said while pulling clothes out of his bag