Maybe Tomorrow (completed)

Chapter fourteen

TrisPOV

Everything is happening to me.
And only me.

First, I lost both my parents.

Second, my brother ditched me, leaving me with nothing

Third, I get attacked by my boyfriend's father.

Fourth, A girl gets jealous of me, and fights me, threatening my happiness.

Fifth, the same girl that completely ruined my life picks a fight with me again, and I lost a friend because of it.

Finally, I get raped by my boyfriend's crazy ass father, with the help of the same girl.

My life couldn't get better.
Hint the sarcasm.

The only reason I'm actually sticking around this place, trying to hold myself together, trying not to make a stupid decision that will end my life completely, is because of him.

He, is the only reason I haven't joined my parents yet.

Without him, I don't know what I would've done.

I take a deep breath, in, and out.
Some people would say I'm depressed.
WELL HOW THE HELL WOULD I NOT BE?!

I don't cut, I don't take drugs, I don't do that shit.

But everything that's happened to me...
I might as well throw myself out a window.

The pain would be gone, I could live in piece for once in my life, and I could see my parents again.

But I would have to leave him.
And I'm not leaving without him.
I'll do anything to keep him by my side, and if that means staying in this shit hole and never stop getting harassed?

Then so be it.

I love him so much, I can't even express how I feel.

I've never been happier in my entire life.
I will stay strong, for him, and for him only. The only person that gives a shit about me.

I'm still debating on what I should do next, and I'm leaning more to peacefulness.

I don't think I can do it.
I shouldn't do it.
But I would feel so much better if I did.

He wouldn't.
He comes first.

I close my eyes.
Everything that has ever happened to me flash through my mind.
Everything all these bastards have put me through.

Then all the fun and happy memories flood in, and almost all of them are with him.

A few with my family, and a few with the gang, but that's it.

The rest is him.
I honestly don't know why he has stayed with me.

All the shit I've been through, half of it he was dragged into.

It's all my fault he has to suffer any pain.

It's my fault that he has to live a life with something keeping him away from happiness.