Hurt & Abused

Chapter 3: Self Harm

A/N: THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO TanyaRyles WHO IS ONE OF THE AMAZAYN PEOLE WHO GAVE ME THE IDEA OF WRITING THIS CHAPTER, WARNIBGI LOVE YOU GIRL. YOU'RE AWESOME!!!!!!

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SELF HARM, PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT SELF HARM IS A SERIOUS THING AND IS NOT A GAME. TAKE IT FROM ME, SELF HARM IN ANY WAY IS NOT WORTH IT BUT YOU ARE AND SO IS YOUR LIFE. YOU'RE ALL BEAUTIFUL AND JUST LIKE JESUS, I LOVE YOU ALL <3.

BUT IF YOU CAN'T READ IT OR ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH READING THINGS LIKE THAT, PLEASE SKIP.

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After about 10 minutes of crying my eyes out I finally decided it was time to get to work. At least there I'll make some money, even if I get there late. I wiped my eyes and slowly made my way towards the bus stop.

Once I got there I saw a small bench and decided to sit and wait for the next bus to arrive. Looking around, I saw absolutely no one else but me,myself, and I. There were a couple of small rocks and pebbles around on the ground too though, and looking around once again to see no one around, I picked it up.

Looking at my wrist that was covered with make up, I looked at the small pebble and played with it until I found a sharp piece and raised it slowly to my skin.

“STUPID," cut

“PATHETIC," cut

“GOOD FOR NOTHING PIECE OF TRASH." cut.

With every insult I've ever heard in my life, came another harsh cut to my skin. I deserved everything I've ever gotten in life though I guess, my father was right this whole time. I am good for nothing.

I mean, HEY this entire time I've been here that I've tried being a good daughter all I've ever received in return was a slap or punch in the stomach or face, getting raped, or THIS. I got thrown out like I always knew I would and I'm waiting for a bus to go to a CLUB to work at none of the less!!!! I'll never amount to anything and I don't plan on going anywhere either.

I was just about to put another cut on my wrist when I heard the sound of the bus stopping. Looking up, I saw the bus right in front of me, so dropping the rock I slowly got up and with my good hand I grabbed my bags and made my way onto the bus, with blood dripping down my arm, letting everyone else on the bus know that I self harm.