the past/ prologue

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|tw: abuse, self harm|
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Everything was blurry, my eyes were puffy and teary. I am finally able to get away, but I think it is about to get worse before it gets any better.

I look around what used to be my bedroom, frightened of what was about what would happen next.

"Justin, I'm sorry. I don't have a choice! I need to move with my family, you know I can't live on my own or with my dad anymore." I cry I into my hands.

"You don't have a choice!? You had the choice to live with me! Wait... I know why you are leaving me... there is someone else isn't there!?" Justin raises his voice.

"N-no. J-justin that's not it!"

"OF COURSE IT IS YOU FUCKING SLUT!" He slaps me across the face with full force.

Justin always abused me, it has been ever since we got together, I've been too scared to break up with him, I guess I am finally escaping this .

"You know what you little bitch!?" He kicks me to the ground. "I fucked your best friend. How does that feel to be cheated on!?"

I cry even harder that I started. I can't believe he did that to me, and I can't believe Ceilia did that to me either. I stood up with the little bit of power I had left and I got to my car and drove away from the house quickly, going to my step mother's house, even though that really won't be better at all.

My father acts exactly like Justin, he cheats on my step mom but he doesn't abuse her... he takes it all out on me. He is a drunk, so I have to move to South Korea to be with my mother and my step father.

When I got home my father tried to talk to me but I ran up to my bathroom and I find my razor. I pull off the blade and think... Justin cheated on me, he slapped me and way before that... He beat me and he hurt me inside and out...but I still loved him... And man I fucked up by never telling anyone.

I never want to even hear about him again, I put the blade to my skin and cut ... Five times. I can't believe he did that to me. Not just Ceilia, everything he has ever done to me. I have been bottling up my emotions forever, this is how I get them out.

I cry myself to sleep on my bathroom floor.

Everything would be better tomorrow, when I get on that plane and go to my new home.

Far away from Justin and my father.

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Hey guys so I am slowly editing this book to kinda make it better and make more sense. I never realized how many errors I have ever made.
~Kaelynn

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