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I always tried my best to forget about my so-called father, but the truth was, I couldn’t. There was no way. All the things that he had done to me had scarred me. Forever.
I looked around, there were six pairs of eyes looking at me. I looked at them all blankly, before realising that the reason they were looking at me. I was crying.
I felt self conscious. I don’t know what came over me. Maybe it was the fact that I hadn’t cried openly in a while, or maybe it was that I just didn’t like people staring at me like that. But I ran. I didn’t know where I was going first, but then I decided to go to my house.
I panted as I stood at the porch. I dug a little in the plant outside to find a spare key. I stepped inside the empty house before running up to my room.
I let the tears openly fall. This happened every time I thought about him. I sighed, standing up after a while.
I opened the box where I kept all my old diaries. At the very bottom of it, was a leather bound book. I took the book. There was something in the very middle. I opened it to the page, a pulled it out. Brushing my fingers on the sharp top. I ran to the bathroom, pulling up my sleeve.
I looked in the mirror. My bruise was almost gone, thankfully. I had done my best to hide it in the past few days.
I looked the razor in my hand. I hadn’t done it in a while. Not in maybe two months. I had promised myself I would give up, but promises are meant to be broken.
I shut my eyes tight and brought the blade closer and closer to my upper-arm, and just as the blade came in contact with my upper-arm, I was snatched away from me, but not before leaving me a cut.
My eyes flung open and I saw Liam staring at my side. The razor was on the floor and Liam was looking disgustedly at it. Then he turned to me, examining me with his brown eyes.
I sighed. There goes my secret and life. I bet he’s going to either give me pity or give me harshness.
“Patricia…”, he trailed away. I daren’t look at him. Suddenly, he pulled me into a hug. I was frozen. Unable to hug him back. That was the moment I realised my whole face was wet and red with tears.
“How long have you been doing this?”, Liam whispered, pulling back. I opened my mouth, but was as usual speechless. “Don’t give me the silence, Patricia!”, Liam whispered-yelled. I looked him in the eyes and saw that they were misty. Was he so pitiful of me that he wanted to cry? Liam was also shaking. Badly.
I looked at the razor and then to my shoes. This had been going on since I started high school. People had started bullying me and I wasn’t used to it then. I was still recovering from the pain that my father had caused me at such a young age. I still hadn’t recovered. I was scarred for life. Although last year, I had abruptly stopped. As mentioned before, I hadn’t done it in maybe two months. I always felt like I wanted to, but I held back. Held back until now.
Liam’s hand put his fingers under my chin and lifted my head up.
“Please stop,” he begged me. I sighed and looked away. “Please,” he repeated. I nodded and attempted to walk away but was stopped by Liam.
“I’m not going to tell anyone,” he smiled at me. I mentally took a sigh of relief. “I promise. But you have to stop.” I nodded again. He moved out of my way and exited the bathroom. He waited for me outside of the bathroom. He gave me a smile and was about to head away but I grabbed him by the arm.
“Thank you,” I whispered. He was surprised at hearing my voice. He grinned at me.
“You’re very welcome,” he said, nodding, “And you have a lovely voice,” he said to me, before yelling out, “I found her!!”,
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