My OC one shots

The bridge

It's not the I believe you

I heard their whispers. They had to have known I heard them too. Why else would they look back at me after they finished saying something about me. "She's so fat" "Yah but she's slept with so many guys!" "What a whore!". Tears formed in my eyes as I hurried to my class.

I'm just trying to withstand

These rumours had followed me everywhere ever since I broke up with Jack. I thought they would stop or maybe that they wouldn't be so bad because I was in college. But nothing seemed to make a difference. They only ever got worse.

Because what I can do

I closed my eyes and tried to tune it all out.

Is only this

I ran into the bathroom and broke down crying in a stall. What did I ever do to deserve this?

I want to languish

I remembered when I was happy- we were happy. The dates we'd go on, the plans we'd make about life and even marriage. God where did it all go wrong?

I want to dream more

I thought of how I was had wanted to graduate and go and become an amazing vet. Now all I wanted to was pass this class so my dad didn't get mad.

But even so

I took a deep breath. Crying never solved anything. I need to at least look ok, even though it felt like my throat was being ripped from the inside out. I reached into my bag for my makeup and a note that I had written fell out. I stared at it.

It seems it's come time to leave

With no emotion at all I put it back in my bag. I didn't need it now. I found my makeup and quickly did and left as fast as I could.

Yeah, it's my truth

Unfortunately the thoughts came back from that letter. The thoughts that sounded like they were scream to be heard, as desperate as a white girl trying to get the newest sephora makeup. I closed my eyes willing them to be at least a bit more quiet.

It's my truth

I could feel the tears build up again as panic spread over me. I forced the tears back and balled my hands around the edge of my sleeves of my shirt so my hands weren't visible and walked out.

It will only be cuts and bruises

As I walked out someone pushed me against the wall. I yelped as they grabbed one of my hands. I tried to pull away. That's when I noticed that this was one of Jack's friends. He wasn't alone ether. In the crowd I could see him. I could see Jack. His friend moved my arm so I could struggle and pulled up my sleeve showing off my bruises. My eyes widened.

But it's my fate

"See, I told you guys the rumours were true!" He cried, a smirk on his face. I tried to turn away feeling the tears well up in my eyes again. I just wanted to leave and never come back. I snuck a glance at Jack. My heart sunk.

It's my fate

He was smiling. He was fucking smiling. The bastard dared smile at the pain he caused. I felt anger well up inside

Me. I tried to push past but this guy stopped me.

"Nice try, but you're not leaving. We have some questions to ask you." he said snickering.I closed my eyes and try to just forget what was happening. It didn't.

"Did you enjoy what daddy did to you? hmm? " he said, running a hand along my bruises . Stop it. I winced from the pain. I just needed to get to my safe place.

Even so I want to struggle

I closed my eyes tight and felt my fist make contact with something. I opened them and saw the boy holding onto his jaw in pain. I stared at him for a second before bolting. Someone tried to grab me but I kicked them and kept running.

I ran as hard and fast as my legs would let me. Even that though didn't feel fast enough. It felt like I was running away from a danger in a dream and not matter how fast I ran I couldn't run as fast as I could.

Maybe I, I can never fly

Tears welled up in my eyes and I didn't try to stop them. All I was worried about was how long it would take me to get to my safe place. The willow tree that gave off shade in the summer and protection from the rain in spring.

5 minutes. That's how long it took for me to get there running at a full on sprint. I stopped when the tree was only a few feet away. I could barely breathe and my vision was turning red. I basically fell down and caught my breath.

It took quite a while to catch my breath and for my vision to go back to normal. I closed my eyes and grabbed my notebook. Why couldn't I do something to stop all these bad thing from happening to me?

Like those flower petals there

I took a deep breath and began to write. I put every last emotion I had into it. It would be the last time. I would.

Wings like other things are impossible

I wish I could change the fates. Make it so that my dad never became abusive, that Jack never had to find out about it and leave me because of it. I wish I could see another way to become happy.

Maybe I, I can't touch the sky

Tonight I'll do it...

But even so, I want to stretch out my hand

Tonight at the bridge...

I want to try to run, just a little more

I'll jump.