"Regretful decisions have consequences , those define who we once were, not who were sculpting ourselves to be."
Staring at the woman I am today isn't the person I've dreamed of myself being.
Bruises covering my body neck and face.
There isn't enough make up in this world to cover up the decisions I regret.
Pinning my hair up I run my fingers along my skin. No longer was I young and beautiful but a slightly elder lady who's husband abuses her.
My skin still held the same color. A light Honey. My hair barely showed any stray grays and hung in curls to my shoulder. I've kept my figure in tact from high school working out whenever I had the time. Still that didn't hide the fact that my soul was hurting.
Bruises trailed from my eyes to my neck down my chest to my lower side.
Every time my fingertips ran across the marks I winced in pain.
How could the man I once loved do this to me. What have I done to him to deserve this. All I ever did was try to love that man more then life itself. The abuse is constant. One slight mistake and I'll be paying for it for hours on end.
Yet I don't leave. Why?
I didn't want to prove to everyone how right they were, that I should've gotten out the moment he took a life from me. The first time he ever put his hands on me.
I only hoped this was a bad dream that someday I'd awake from This. That the Terror in my heart would fade into love and compassion.
Hope was a word I used lightly.
Dressing myself in my causal black dress I sat on the side of my bed looking at a picture of my younger self. These days were what I missed the most. Being young and care free. My parents still around loving me unconditionally. I missed them, they were strict but the best parents I could ask for.
Life was so simple when were young. Not fully into the adult world yet, but at the door step of adulthood waiting to knock and to be let in. Embracing all that comes with responsibility.
God I'm so stupid. Why is this my life. I honestly wish I could redo my life over again. I damn sure wouldn't make the same mistakes.
A sharp pain shot across the side my head to my eye. I winced thinking it was just another bruise coming but again it hit me. I sat my picture down and laid across my comforter trying to ease the pain with a quick nap.
Sleep came rather quickly and I drifted off into blackness.
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I fluttered my eyes open to a blinding light. Did I leave my bedroom light on? Was it always this bright? I rubbed my eyes careful not to hit any bruises. When my eyes shot open realizing I wasn't in my bed anymore.
I stood and looked around me. Nothing but white, not a wall in sight to separate the ground from the ceiling, if there was one.
"Hello?"
My voice was raspy like I hadn't had water in months.
I wrapped my arms around my body feeling a slight breeze.
"Hello dear."
Startled I jumped and spun around to see the most beautiful women. She was taller then me with long black hair flowing around her shoulders. Her body covered in a white and gold gown falling to her feet. Her eyes as blue as the ocean sparkling when she smiled.
"Who are you? Where am I?"
She smiled at me and took my hand in hers.
"You've just died my dear. Your currently in between earth and heaven."
By now my eyes must be popping out of my head. I'm dead?! How? Why?!
"What do you mean I'm dead!? This can't be happening."
Releasing my hands she turned to walk away gesturing me behind her.
"Your being given a chance for a do over. Mess things up this time you won't get another. Stray down the same path your life with be the same. Choose another you won't endure any pain. Bits and pieces you'll remember, things you'll forget. Wake up young again, relive your life, make better decisions and things will be in a better vision."
I stood a few feet behind her.
"What do you mean a do over?"
She turned to me slowly fading away.
"Wait! Stray down the same path? What does this mean!?"
She faded completely and my head felt heavy. Everything was becoming blurry and I fell to the ground hitting my head.
"Wha- what's happening t- to me."
My breathing got heavy and it became hard to stay conscious.
The floor beneath me gave away and I felt my body falling to the ground below me. Clouds zoomed past my eyes. I tried screaming but nothing came out. Houses became bigger and bigger by the second until I came crashing down into one landing on a bed.
The last thing I remember was hearing her words play on my head.
"Bits and pieces you'll remember, things you'll forget."
Sleep hit me like a truck before I could decipher what the women meant.
I only hoped this was another dream.
Crazy thing about hope?
It doesn't exist.
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Forever Young
Non-FictionThis story starts off in 2027‼️ THIS STORY CONTAINS PHYSICAL ABUSE‼️ I do not condone or support said type of behavior. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. A part from the story. "You useless whore. You ain't good for nothing but a good fucking. Look at you pa...