Voice of Truth

Voice of Truth [Chpt 14]

Chapter 14 - Lies

The next morning I was exhausted. I don't think I slept at all last night. My eyes feel puffy, my body feels weak and it hurts everywhere. I sat up and rubbed my arms. I could still feel the touch of them all. I tried holding the tears back as I thought about it. Slapping myself out of it I went into the bathroom to take a shower. I felt shaky and sick to my stomach. I tried believing none of this was real but I don't think anything can beat the fact that I have bruises all over me. I haven't looked in the mirror. I don't know what I look like and I'm afraid to. I turned the light on in the bathroom and walked over to the mirror.

I felt my face looking in the mirror. It looked like his hand going across my face, there was no mistaking it. It was black and blue and it burned. Looking at my arms I noticed hand marks looking like they wrapped around me hard. I am so fragile. Why would someone do this to me? I shook my head and bit my lip down holding back the tears. I dragged myself over to the shower and turned it all the way over to hot. I sat down on the floor leaning against the bath as the shower was running. My intentions were that I would have the shower going so no one could hear me sob. I'm alone so no one would hear me sob anyway. The thought of being alone made it worse for me and I just broke out crying.

The tears ran down my face like it would never end. My eyes hurt as it is and the tears aren't going to help me. Wiping them away I forced myself to get up. I didn't dare to look in the mirror. If my arms and face were like this I didn't wanna see what the rest of me looked like. I took a shower and wiped away the tears and dirt that were on me. It didn't really help me any by taking a shower. No matter how much I tried to wash myself I still felt dirty. It wasn't right. It was a feeling that would always stick with me.

Like every morning, after I got dressed and combed my hair I picked up my phone and checked the messages. I had four text messages from Mya and also three calls from her. She's probably wondering what's going on. I grabbed Ethan's hoodie that I usually wear and put it on. I zipped it up and put the hood up. I didn't want to even look at my arms or my face or all the memories will come back. I came out of my room and called Mya. I better contact her now or she'll end up at my house.

"Kasie!" Mya said without even saying hi. "Do you know how worried I was about you!?" She screamed at me. "I thought you did something." She said softer.

"No." My voice cracked as I answered back. I cleared my throat and continued talking. "Nothing happened."

She sighed. "What are you doing?" She asked.

I went into kitchen to go get something to eat since I haven't had anything for a while now. "Nothing really."

"Kasie I feel really bad."

"Why? It's not your fault." I looked in the fridge to find anything to eat.

"No, this doesn't feel right. You should report this and you need to tell Ethan."

Closing the fridge door I stood there pondering.

"You need to tell someone." She continued. "Who did this to you?"

"No one."

"Kasie!" She yelled.

I closed my eyes and shut the phone. It's already hard enough thinking about it; I don't want to talk about it either. I know Ethan is going to find out. I have a feeling he'll find out today. Because I lied to Ethan I don't want to face him. That look on his face when he gets mad scares me. Although his eyes are a sparkly deep blue his anger just takes all that away. I put my thoughts aside for now and went to the cupboard. I got out a granola bar and ate it. There wasn't really anything else to eat. I haven't gone shopping in a long time.