Heal The Scars

Im Here

SOTC: Ed Sheran A Team

             Demi Lovato Warrior

My fingers clutch the counter as I watch my reflection in the mirror. I look and feel horrible. Tan skin now pale as snow due to my lack of Vitamin C. But, who wished to come outside looking like this? I ask myself. My lips are dry and chapped. My hair has slowly drained its caramel colour, once luscious and soft waves now dull and dry.

My body shows lack of nutrients and neglect. I eat only once a day or sometimes nothing at all. Usually just a plate of crackers and cheese, sometimes an apple. Well I guess that took a toll on me. I was practically a bag of bones. Not one ounce of fat clung to my bones, my cheek bones peeked through the skin of my face and my ribs as well as my spinal cords showed.

I was so weak and vulnerable. Broken and bruised. The scar on my thigh a reminder of what took place nearly a month ago. I cried myself to sleep every night thinking that Garret was there watching me.

Reminiscing the haunting memories didn't make it no better. They constantly roamed my brain, reminding me to never trust someone so easily and allow them to be so close. That being the reason why I kept others at arm's length, no longer attending school. I trusted no one, only Hunter, no one else.

I guess you could say Garret ruined me inside and out. Physically and emotionally. Suffering great pain every single day. But not today or the other days, weeks and months to come. No longer will I allow him to destroy my life, family and friends. I was gonna take a risk, starting today. Learn how to love and trust someone again.

I started by taking a shower. Gathering my outfit for today and pulling my hair from it's usual braid and lifting my legs over the edge of the tub. The warm water soaked me completely. Head to toe. Washing away all the pain he'd put me through these past weeks. With my neck strained to the ceiling, I closed my eyes, standing there and putting a huge smile on my face despite the pain in my jaw from long weeks of not talking.

I felt my wounds heal up and my heart get stronger. Beating faster with each passing second. Soon Im face to face with the mirror again. Except this time im stronger and a smile has settled on my lips.

My hair is soaking wet as I brush it out, water dripping onto the tiles. It cascades down my shoulders in its loose waves when I'm done and I pull on a pair of shorts and a flowy top. The slash on my thigh is clearly visible but it doesn't bother me now. Hunter's words replaying in my mind,

Those are your battle wounds.

Let them know you've won the fight.

As I reach forward, clasping the doorknob, fingers shaking wildly but the knob turns and im met with the scent of him. Washing powder and his cologne that I loved so much. I hear talking downstairs and thats where my legs take me. The scent getting stronger. I hear his voice and almost collapse right there. So deep and raspy. Like velvet scratching against glass.

My knees are wobbly but I manage to descend the stairs without falling over. I hear his voice again, this time closer. Louder. Clearer. He pauses then talks again.

I continue walking until I get to the archway of the living room. He's sitting on the couch, phone to his ear. Elbows resting on his knees as he talks to the person on the other end of the line. I take him in. Head to toe. He looks no different. Still same black tee and jeans.

He doesn't acknowledge my presence at first but when he finally does his mouth falls agape and his phone slips from his fingers, crashing to the floor. I stare wide-eyed, feet glued to the floor. I don't know whether to turn around or stay put but the silence is overbearing.

Suddenly I'm being tugged forward and am met with a hard chest. His arms are so tight around my waist and I can barely breathe. I bury my head into his warm chest, fingers clasping the black fabric of his t-shirt, inhaling his scent.

"God, I missed you so much." Hunter says, sticking his face in my hair. He breathes in my strawberry scented shampoo, lips brushing my forehead in a feather-light kiss.

My eyes flutter close as his rough hands clasp my hips and tugs me forward. I see him glance to my lips and to my eyes for permission. I allow him to capture my lips. Heart and soul.

I savor the minty taste of his lips on my tongue when he pulls away. He pulls me into another bone crushing hug like he's afraid I might slip through his fingers at any moment. "Im here, Hunter." I remind him and its the first words I've said to him in weeks.

He smiles, "I know. I know. You're here." He speaks more to himself than anyone as if he's convincing him self that I'm actually standing right here infront of him.

He tugs my hands up and intertwines them with his, kissing the tips. "I think it's safe to say, I love you Austyn. I really do." He smiles that breathtaking smile and I can't help but to kiss him again.

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I know this chapter was a bit crappy.

Haha im so out of it right now.

Only 6 more days of school left for me (not that you care).

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