You Can Only Heal Pain

The crimson blood dripped down my pale wrist. Yeah I know, cutting isn't good for you but what was I to do. It's not like I am doing for the pain, I'm doing it to release the pain inside, the demons that fill my body with depression. I let the blood trickle down until I feel satisfied. I of course clean up my wrist and the blood nearby. Of course I didn't want my carers to see but I knew they wouldn't care if they did. I stood up my bruised and fragile body just coping to stand. I trudged to my room but I couldn't get to my bed before I heard my Carer, Barbra yell for my chores to be done. I sighed and looked into the mirror placed before me. My blue eyes darkened with bags and my black messy hair knotting at each end. I then stare at the bruises that lay on my body placed there by Barbra, Henry and the bullies at school.

'Antheia Boudreux! Are you doing your chores yet?!' Barbra's nasally voice travels up the stairs. I hear footsteps and I quickly pick up things as if I had been doing this already.

'Antheia, I expect your room to be done in under 10 minutes. There will be consequences.' She growled swinging my door shut.

10 minutes had passed and I had finished my room and I was currently sitting in the concave of my bed staring out the window. The rain pattering down the window was exactly what I felt like not the inside. It suited my mood. I heard Barbra's footsteps before they were at my door. I groaned.

'Have you finished yet?' She asked.

'Yes.' My voice sounded weak and dry.

'Well it doesn't look like it! The beds not made, your dresser is messy and the windows are dirty!' She yelled. She always had an excuse to abuse me.

'You know what this means!' Before I could move she had already threw my weak body off the bed and onto the hard wooden floor. She dragged me off the floor and slapped my face twice before dropping me again, leaving me to suffer. I lay there, crying silently. The new bruises stung my old ones creating numerous amounts of pain, which I should have gotten used too since it has happened to me daily. My eyes opened begrudgingly as I heard Henry arrive home. Henry was Barbra's husband. They were perfect for eachother, both of them have a nasally voice, brown hair and menacing smiles. Henry was twice as bad with punishments which is why I tried to stay on his good side, which I am failing at. I hear Barbra telling Henry of my tiny mess. I still don't move, even when I hear the stairs creak. Henry emerges into my room, his black suit suiting his soul.

'Are you going to finish your room?' His voice sounding soft but stern, I make no attempt to reply.

'Are you going to do your room?!' There was no more softness in his voice. I only glanced over at his face to know that he was angry at me for not listening or caring.

'Get your ass off the floor and finish your room!!' He growled kicking my legs as he walked out the door. As the door slammed shut I let a couple tears fall out. I picked up my damaged body and finished my damned room.

The waft of meat came up the stairs and I drooled at the mouth. Barbra may not be nice to me but she is nice to the meat. I finally finished my room and I knew immediately Barbra would want help with dinner. I shut my bedroom door and slowly crept down the stairs. I heard muffled whispers from the kitchen. I stood at the end of the stairs listening to. The conversation.

'Barbra, we should really tell her about her parents... I mean, I really don't want her to know because she is an arrogant child but...' Henry's voice was gruff as he spoke. I held my breath waiting for Barbra's reply.

'We can't tell her about the therapeftés. Do you know what she will do to us?!' Barbra's voice echoed of the walls. I didn't focus on the rest of the conversation, I was already up the stairs grabbing my only book from under my mattress. The book I held was from my parents. It was in Greek and I had no means of translation. I flicked through the book and I found the chapter on therapeftés. I scanned the writing until I found a meaning of words in English. I held my breath and read the word.

Healers.

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