Toxic

Prologue

 Hi everyone I know this isn't the original prologue but I decided to take this story in a different direction. I hope you guys like it I'm sorry I switched it up on those of you who read the old prologue. Anyway lets get into it shall we? Enjoy! 

I love her. I love her? If I love her then why do I feel sad all the time? If I love her I wouldn't be sitting in the shower with my tears mixing in with the water. If I love her would I be contemplating leaving? What am I doing? I need to leave before it's too late and she hurts me even worse this time. 

I turn off the scorching hot water that leaves my cream colored skin red. Stepping out of the shower I grab the towel I set on the counter and wrap it around me as if it could protect me from her. I stare into the mirror for what feels like an hour, I can't even recognize myself with my sad swollen red eyes and puffy cheeks. 

"You're going to be okay." I whisper to myself, looking away quickly when I start to feel my eyes water. I keep my head down to avoid the mirror as I brush my teeth and my wet hair. 

Leaving the bathroom I go to the closet to get dressed. I open the drawer that holds my stuff that I've left here over time. I grab a pair of panties and slide it on along with grey sweatpants. I quickly put on a black bralette and search for a t-shirt. How do I not have a t-shirt here? Because you always wear hers I think to myself. Sighing, I put on a black sweater and zip it up as I grab my keys, phone, and wallet off of the nightstand. Leaving the room I make my way down the stairs. I jump when I hear the door slam shut making me stop half way down the stairs. 

"BLAKE!" I hear her roar.

I quickly turn back around and run up the stairs mentally praying she doesn't catch me. I don't make it far before I feel a hand grab me and yank me back. Her yank is so hard my feet don't touch the steps below me before I smack right into her hard chest. I look up while swallowing the sob that threatens to escape and see the eyes I love so much filled with rage and hatred. I try to pull away but it only makes her grip on me tighten. 

"Where do you think you're going?" She hisses while glaring at me.

It's too late to leave now...