Silent Cries

FIVE

"Tears fall from the lies, despite
Hunnid bands through the time of the night"

~ Brielle Jefferies ~

"Can you please hurry up!" I screamed.

"Shut the hell up! You been screaming and being extra for the last 10 minutes and I haven't said one thing. This why I don't like your ugly ass anyways." He scoffed.

"I'm sorry. I just really need to get home."

"And I'm getting you home"

I swear he always trying to have the last word. Keith finally pulled up outside my house and an eerie feeling washed over me.

"You know what, can I just stay with you tonight?" I said as I bit my nails.

"No. Now get the hell out!" He said as he quickly shoved me out of the car.

I tiptoed very quietly into the house and I was just about to turn the corner when I heard... "BRIELLE NAOMI JEFFERIES, BRING YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

I took a huge gulp. Gah damn I almost made it I thought as I slowly walked into the kitchen where I saw my mom standing.

"Now WHERE have you been miss thang?" She questioned as a sly smirk spreaded across her wicked face.

"I was out with a couple of friends" I mumbled.

"Speak the fuck up before I slap the hell out of you. Now I'm going to ask you again, where have you been" she screamed which caused me to flinch.

"I was with Delilah and her boyfriend. We was talking, eating, and watching a movie when I lost track of time, but I came home as soon as I realized that I was late"

"So you skipping curfew to hang out with your so called "friends" huh"

"No mom, I just lost track of ti-" I began until I was cut off.

"Baby just beat her ass, she shouldn't have missed curfew" her so called boyfriend said throwing his keys on the table.

"You right baby"

She began walking towards me and I slowly backed up into the wall.

"Are you done disrespecting me?" She said as she punched me in my face.

"I'm sorry mom!" I held my eye because it was throbbing.

"No shut up!" She said. She started beating me so badly that my vision started to blur.

"Please stop" I begged as I coughed up blood. She started stomping me in my face and next thing you know every thing went black.

~ The Next Morning ~

I slowly picked myself up off the kitchen floor. I was in so much pain. She has never beat me that badly and I'm so glad my little brother wasn't here to witness it. I groaned as I walked up the stairs to my room. I reached my room door and slightly opened it so I could walk inside. I walked over to the mirror and I looked horrible. Half of my face was purple from being stomped. My eyes were blacked until the point where I could barely see out of them. My stomach was blue and purple from her kicking me in my stomach.

I sighed as I walked over to my bed and hissed as I sat down. I can't keep living like this. I can't keep living in fear of my mother. I can't take the physical and verbal abuse anymore. I am emotionally torn and it's all because of her. Everything is because of her and I hate her for it. I hate that she blessed me with her dark skin and genes. I hate that she makes my brother's and I life a living hell. Most of all, I hate that I can't do nothing about it.

I'm weak. I'm gullible. I'm vulnerable. I'm upset. I'm tired. I'm hurting. I'm sad. I'm angry. I'm broken. I'm heartless. I'm alone. I'm useless.... I can keep going on and on about what I am, but it's no use.

I walked over to my desk and grabbed a sheet of paper. I sat down and l started writing a note to Delilah.

Dear bestie,

When you see this I will be long gone off of this Earth, but I just want you to know that I love you. I want you to know that none of this was your fault and I don't want you to cry for me because now I'm at peace. Delilah I have been going through so much and I just can't take it anymore. I don't want you or anyone else to blame yourselves for my doings. I want you to live your life to the fullest and know that I will always be watching over you. Please take care of my stinka butt for me and tell him that sissy loves him, but it's her time to go. God is calling for her now, but she will see him in the afterlife. Please don't let him slip into depression like I did. I want to see him grow into the handsome boy I know he will be. Please don't hate me for doing this, but I think it is better for everybody. Tell Antony I will miss him even though he gets on my last nerve. Tell my other mom that I am in a better place and I am thinking about her dearly and last, but certainly not least, tell Keith that whatever I done to him to make him hurt me so much, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all my wrong doings to him and I hope he can find it somewhere in his heart to forgive me. Deep down I know that maybe we could be friends, but God doesn't have that plan and I'm sorry. Delilah, thank you for the good times we've had together and the times where you held me while I've cried. As I say again, don't let this hold you back from moving on and doing what you want to do in life. I want you to be happy. Don't forget about me though diva, I am always here if you need me. I love you Princesa, forever and always.

Love yours truly,

Brielle

I wiped a tear from my eye as I wrote the last sentence. I hate that I'm about to do this, but it most be done. I walked over to the bathroom and stared at a bottle of Percocets. I shook my head and grabbed the bottle out of the cabinet. I walked back in my room and sat on my bed staring back and forth between the note and the pills. I sat the note on the edge of my bed and slowly poured all of the pills in my hand.

I'm sorry everyone, but it most be done I thought as I tilted my head back and let the pills consume my system. I cried knowing that my little brother will miss me. I cried knowing that my mom don't care about me. I cried knowing that Delilah will be heartbroken. I cried because I resulted to the one thing that I said I would never result to. My last few tears clouded my vision and I let my thoughts consume my mind until I passed out.

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Super sad chapter, but if you ever having problems with depression or anything, please talk to someone. If you don't have anyone to talk to, you can always come to me and I will be happy to talk to you. Never result to suicide without talking to someone because they might just end up saving your life.

I love you guys dearly and thank you for everything!

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~ Yana ❤ ~