Curtains {MINJOON} [COMPLETED]

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2:34 pm

I skipped class that day.

I wasn't feeling well.

And apparently you weren't either.

Because when you came home.

The toilet took everything you spilled into it.

Including your blood.

I seen you wipe it off your face when you walked out.

You say on your bed.

Looking at your wall.

Plain empty wall.

That's something else I noticed.

You had bare walls.

Unlike your wrist.

Cut and bruised.

Your father encouraged you to continue.

To hurt yourself.

To kill yourself.

That alone would cause someone to go over the edge.

But you still showed up to school the next day.

Puffy eyes and a pale face.

But you still smiled.

I've never cried before.

But after what I saw that night.

I couldn't stop.

The was waterfall.

Coming from my eyes.

Because of something that you can't control.

And now as I sit in silence.

The tick of the clock is the only thing I hear.

Next to your breathing.

You were safe,

In your mind.

For a while.

Until you woke up.

Screaming.

And that's when things got bad.

He was drunk.

He hit you,

Repeating,

Hit after hit.

Kick after kick.

He didn't stop.

And when you stopped breathing.

He had his fun.