Broken Inside 2 : Broken Trust | Ash x Reader

12 》 Thoughts

《• (Y/N)'s POV •》

I sat crying inside my cell that my cruel mother put mr into, trying to not think of whether I'm gonna die tonight or not.

It was a rather cramped cell, with only one little window made of metal, and a small, dirty, broken bed. The floor was sprinkled with dust, as well as the walls, and if you were to look closely, webs filled the corners of the walls. The window was green-colored, for vines were making its way inside the cell. Lastly, at the right side of the room stood a metal door.

Two days ago, I learned that my own mother was the reason behind all of this mess. That voice that I heard before was apparently my mom's. And, she admitted to me that she also controlled my friends - and is still controlling them now - so that they would blame me. In addition, that voice that I heard when I was on the hospital was also her. My mother did all this because she wanted to end this friendship we had. She said that this is what I deserve - to die and get betrayed - after everything that I did to her - "kill" my father.

I silently cried and sobbed as shr kicked and punched me, but I refused to make a sound, knowing that it'll make the situation way worse. However, it was her cruel words that hit me the worst. Telling me, her own daughter, that she's worthless and good-for-nothing was the worst thing possible I could ever hear.

Why can't I just have a normal life?

I always asked that question to myself.  If only dad's still alive today, we'd all probably be eating lunch with my friend right now. But no, they were at their house, minding their own business, and I'm here, weeping silently, and it was all because of me.

It was always because of me.

All of this was my fault. None of this shouldn't have happened if I only didn't listen to mom. If I did, everything would've been perfectly fine now.

I wiped my tears away, alarmed, as I heard her walking from outside the room. I sat very still, all sadness and self-hate gone, instead it was now fear. I held my breath as I heard the door knob turn, making my heart beat faster. It stopped. I listened. Slowly, she started to walk away, and I drew in a shuddering breath.

Yesterday, my mother told me that she sent a message to Katie, one of my friends, telling them that she's gonna die if they don't save me in time. I knew, that they will never come, for they were utterly mad at me, so it led me wondering why she would even do that in the first place. I mean, I was the reason why our friendship shattered into a million pieces like glass being broken,  so why sent them a message telling them to save me?

I found it out eventually.

Mom knew they hated me, yet she still did it. And she knew they would never come here to rescue me.

Why?

It was so that I could die thinking that no one cares for me.

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