Hurting; D.V

32.

Daniel and I were in his car and he was driving to the forest. I was shaking because this guy is really shady. I feel like he would kidnap me and stuff like that. He's real sketch.

Daniel saw that I was shaking and that I was nervous so he held my hand and gave me a reassuring look. Then he looked back at the road and drove a little faster.

We finally got to the forest and Daniel park right outside of it.
"I'll be right behind you okay, if he touches or hurts you scream and I'll come help you but he can't see me right now, Okay?" Daniel said.
"Fine" I rolled my eyes at him and he just kissed me on my forehead then hugged me.

We broke apart and I started to walked into the forest that I love dearly. Well used to, now that the guy knows my secret spot. I can't go there anymore sadly.

I got to the middle of the forest where the water fall is, and I already saw him, checking the time on his Michael Kors watch. I mentally prepare myself before I went up to him.

I inhaled then exhaled and started towards him. He looked up from his phone and smiled at me.
"You're here" He said trying to hug me but I backed away.
"Who are you?" I asked him.
"And What do you want with me?"
"I want you to dump that ugly mother fucker Daniel and date me the fuck" He said with attitude.
"Nigga I don't even know you!" I yelled at him.
"So you admit, if you did know me you would break up with Daniel for me right?" The guy said smirking. I gave him a disgusted face and yelled straight to his face.
"Hell no!"
"Don't yell at me!" He yelled and slapped me straight in the face. I yelled in pain, this guys dead just slapped me in the face. What the hell. The side of my cheek hurt so much, I felt it started to swell up. I tried and touch it and it stings. I hissed at it.

"Oh baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it I promise" The guy said with a worried and regret look in his eyes.

Daniel came running out from behind the big tree near us. He ran up to the guy and hit him in the jaw. The guy flew back and fell down from Daniels hit. He got back up and punched Daniel in the stomach. Daniel groaned and crouched down. The guy kicked Daniel in the face.

Daniel fell to the ground but he quickly got back to his feet to fight again but the guy ran away. Daniel quickly came running to me and kneeled down. He looked at my bruise that had gotten forked then before.
"I'm going to fucking kill him!" Daniel shouted out of anger. He's eyes were no longer the brown that I had loved. It was black, pitch black.

I wiped my tears away and Daniel helped me up. He wrapped his arm around my waist and walked me to his car. He was looking around as we were walking to make sure the guy didn't stay here and tried to attack us by surprise or anything.

We got into his car and we drove off. Daniel was silent, he didn't speak one word. He just kept his eyes on the road. I saw that he didn't have his other hand on the stirring wheel so I grabbed it and held it, and i felt Daniel relax a bit.

Daniel pulled up to the drive way of Kevin's house and stopped the car there. There weren't any other cars so that ment that no one was home.

I got out of the car and went to the front door of the house, I unlocked it and opened it and waved at Daniel and blowed a kiss at him.

He pulled out of the drive way and drove off. I then entered the house and in fact, no one was home, great.

I went to the mirror near the kitchen and looked at my face. My eyes were red and puffy, my left cheek had a big bruise on it. I was a mess.

I instantly started to cry again as I had a flashback of what happened 40 minutes ago.

Why does this always happen to me, something always goes wrong. Whenever I get the slightest bit happy, something has to ruin it. 

I went to the bathroom and looked through y'all the cabinets in there. I found a razor, I haven't done this in a while. I've been 7 months clean. I started bawling my eyes out at this point. Everything goes wrong in my life.

I grabbed the razor in my hands and I started to shake even more. Why does it always happen to me. Why does everything have to go wrong whenever I'm happy, or semi-happy.

As soon at the razor hit contact on my skin, I dropped it. I can't do this again. I can't.

I dropped down to the ground and bawled my eyes out. I laid there on the floor of the bathroom shaking. Then I fell asleep.