Toxic love

Hope

Warning self harm sexual content and heavy language

Narrator: By the time I got out of the school, Mariah had already left. I guess her mom had picked her up to drop her home. At least I was hoping it was her mom...

*Music playing*:- okay she keeping calling, she keep calling every single night. Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe. Oh no, I swear to God, I be in my mind. Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my. Said I wouldn't die, yuh, no, I'm not alright yuh. I might start a riot (yuh), I'm so fucking tired (yuh). So, so, what you say, feeling good, feeling great. Tired of the fucking hate. Stacking cheese all on my plate...

I just couldn't get her off of my mind. The music playing through my head as thoughts ran through my mind made it so much worse. I already knew she was a little suicidal. I just hope she doesn't do anything stupid..

Mariah's POV

Tears running down my eyes as my mother parked the car and start talking to me about having sex. How could she even make up her mouth to talk about sex with me? She already knew my uncle raped me every night and she never do anything about it.

Wy'Aut was supposed to be my peace but all he did was make things worse. I thought he loved me but he really still loves that Jenna girl. I could not stop fr crying. I opened the car door while my mother continued talking and headed inside to go to my room. My mother kept calling me back but I completely ignored her.

When I got inside, my uncle was laying on the chair asleep. I closed the door and he pitched up. Fuck I was trying to avoid waking him up. I didn't need him harassing me. Not right now.

"Mariah, you look sweet. I couldn't wait for you to come home. My cock misses you."

Please don't. Mother is in the car outside. If you bothered me most likely she would catch us.

"That's funny. We both know she already knows we are having sex. Plus like you said she's outside. We are both inside."

*He walks behind me and grabs on my ass*

Please stop. I don't wanna do this with you anymore.

"It's not up to you. Drop your pants."

No noooooo no!!!

"Spicey today huh? That pussy must feel really nice right now."

He dropped my pants down to my ankles and slid his cold hand into my pants and began to rub on my pussy.

I started moaning out loudly. Though I didn't want to have sex with him his touch was everything. He knew my spot. He then bent me over the counter and pushed his cock inside of me.

Soon he began to backshot me over the counter. I cried out to my mother from inside of the house but I didn't hear the door open up as if she was about to leave the car. She just sat in and let him have his way as usual. Tears continued to roll down my face. I couldn't do this no more I thought to myself.

After 20 minutes of doing what he wanted to me he finally let me go. I ran into the bedroom and locked my door behind me. I rested my head into my folded arms and started crying even harder than I was already.

After crying for about 10 minutes I got up and sat on my bed. I couldn't even cry no more. I felt as if I lost my voice and all the pain that I was going through would never stop. Is this the life of a teenage girl? If so I don't want to live like this no more.

I went to my drawer and opened it. On the top of all of my clothes was a sharp butcher knife that I kept inside of it. I used this knife to cut myself everytime I got attacked so I could remember the pain I went through. I went back on my bed and sat down.

A message from Wy'Aut then came through on my phone. He told me that he knocked on my front door but noone answered. He just wanted to know if I was okay. Though it was sweet of him, it was his fault I was in all the pain for today. I'm used to my uncle touching me.

I opened my room door and saw my mother sitting on my uncle lap without any pants on. They were both asleep. I never knew they had sex with each other. Maybe he forced her. Idk and IDC. I left the house and headed by Wy'Aut with the knife in my hand.

When I arrived my him I knocked on his door.

Wy'Aut's POV

I heard knocking on the door. I opened it and saw Mariah laying down on the ground with her arms full of blood, and a knife not far from her body. What the fuck?

End of chapter