Behind Closed Doors ( Chris Motionless)

Chapter 9: Beauty within

After Chris whispered to me, he made me look at myself in the mirror, he forced me to look. Every time I try to look away, he put his hands on the sides of my head,

"LOOK! TAKE A GOOD LOOK AT YOURSELF, ELIZABETH! WHAT DO YOU SEE?"

"A failure..."

"wrong answer! what do you really see? don't look at the negative, focus on the postive...I see a beautiful girl, a human being, that's fought for her life. A girl with a dark, dark past, a girl that has no fucking idea how great she is because the wrong fucking people tell her things about herself that aren't true! But, yet, she's still breathing, and she's fighting. Fighting for herself, fighting for everyone else that is going through the similar reasons, fighting for whatever she believes in, I see a girl who doesn't believes in compliments because she isn't being complimented everyday, I see a talented girl with a bright future ahead of her....I see....beauty within...but, it doesn't matter what I see...it doesn't matter what anyone sees except for what YOU see...now, what do you see?"

He finally lets go of my head, but remains still behind me, staring at me through the big mirror. I wipe my tears, and think. I thought about what I was going to say, I thought long and hard. I didn't know what to say. I didn't see anything except for a failure. I thought even longer and stared at myself even longer.

"I see... a girl with a million demons...she's drowning in them, they're taking over her mind, but yet she still remains fighting, fighting for what's hers. They keep pushing her down, but she gets right back up and thinks that she's gonna give up, but she continues fighting....and the fight is far from over...the war isn't over just yet, she won't give up until she's won"

Chris grinned and slowly turned me around.

"If that's what you really see then act like it....I have a challenge for you...no cutting or any other form of self harm"

"For how long?"

"For as long as you think you can go, and if you feel like you need to harm yourself, come to me, I'll be more than happy to help, I don't care what I'm doing, you better find me if you're feeling like giving up,"

"fine,"

"Pinky promise?"

He held up his pinky, I wrapped mine around his, he hugs me, I hug him even tighter, breathing in his scent.

"Good, now, how about that movie?" Chris said as he grinned, we rush back to the room and finished the movie.