Numb (a pierce the veil fanfiction)

Chapter thirteen

Danielle's p.o.v.

I sat against my bathroom wall, my knees supporting my face as I continued to bury my thoughts in my tears. My arm was dangling down, the cold blood dripping off of my finger tips.

I was so tired and drained you know? I was tired of closing my eyes and seeing my dad's multiple stages of aggression and the worse one of all, where he's leaning over me, violating me. My mind was getting weaker and weaker, I knew it was only a matter of time. When I'm ready though, I'll be ready. I just have to fight for the mean time.

"Danielle?" A slight tap on my bedroom door was heard before it was slowly pushed open. My face instantly drained when someone tapped on the bathroom  door and it pushed open.

Vic stood horrified as I tried to wrap my arm in my shirt.

"Vic." Escaped my mouth lowly.

"Don't say anything." He was mad and it confused me, but what confused me more was why was he here? How did he know where I lived?

"Get out!"

"And let you ruin yourself? Yeah try later." He grabbed my arm putting it in the sink washing the blood off. He walked out of my room and I slowly followed stopping at my door. I was afraid he was about to tell Priscilla or worse call the cops. Well I honestly didn't know which would be worse.

I sat at the edge of my bed waiting for my doom.

He came back with bandages and gauze. I was still in shock that someone had seen me so low, especially a stranger. But I let him.

I let him wrap my arm up and doctor it up. I couldn't help but to shake the whole time. Not knowing what he was going to do with the information. Or if this was going to be part of his wraith.

Once he was done he cleaned everything up and stood in front of me his hands on his hip.

"Now there's other ways."

"There isn't. And don't try to second me on it. If only you knew what I went through. The pain I have to suffer through everyday just trying to get on with my life." I sobbed. "Everything reminds me of my past and I'm just tired okay. I'm tired. And I'm ready to be done and forget about everything for good."

He rubbed his face as he paced right in front of me. I wiped my tears and sat watching him.

"What are you doing?" I questioned rolling my eyes.

"I do know what you went through. Okay, I seen your trial. It's all over the internet. I guess bad things don't happen in your small town."

I gasped. Shaking to the core.

"But life gets better. And from what I can tell you, this is a cowardly way to forget it all. You are letting that monster win by leaving."

"That monster already won. He turned my family against me, made them think that it was all a show."

"And that's their loss-."

"You can't argue with me on how my life has to go. I've already made my mind okay. Now leave. I don't need some pathetic speech."

He closed his mouth after opening it to respond. But he couldn't, he knew there was nothing else he could say. Somehow he understood everything going on, understood the depth in my words, he understood there was no debate to my life.

"I will change your mind."

He still persisted, following out with the door shutting behind him. I curled into myself when he left terrified of the knowledge he now had of me. How much he has bettered me already by dangling my past over me.

Nobody needs to know what happened. And I mean nobody.