White Lies ~~Cameron Dallas~~

Pt 2 Power and Control

Astrids POV

I woke up on my bathroom floor surrounded in my own blood. I picked myself up and looked at my reflection in the mirror. All I saw was a weak little girl screaming for help but the only thing that came out was.

"I'm fine."

I jumped in the shower and washed myself. After I got out I walked over to the bored and grabbed out a towel and wrapped it around my small body. I walked into my room but as soon as I did I felt light headed so I laid myself on my bed and laid there for more then five minutes. I moved my watch so I could see the time more clearer.

8:35 am

I yawn and walk over to my closet. I grabbed out a pair of denim high wasted shorts and a Nirvana top. When I was in the middle of putting my camo jacket on a light knock came from the other side of my door.

"We're leaving tomorrow so have everything packed and ready." I replied with a simple ok. I heard my mother sigh and a slight sniff at the end of my sentence. I looked at my room and decided I should start packing now.

01:02 pm

I looked at my four bags packed and smiled weakly because I did something without messing up. I thought for a second and then dropped my smile as soon as I realized something. I put my phone at the bottom of my fricking duff bag as well as the clothes I was going to wear tomorrow.

"I give up."I dropped to the floor and started crying. I cant do this anymore. I cant even pack my own bags without fucking up. Goes to show how much of a failure I am. I just want to be perfect, but no I'm just a joke that everyone can laugh at. I walked over to my bag with my phone in it and tipped all my clothes out. Throw my clothes all around my room until I found my phone and put it in my pocket.

I grabbed my long board and started walking downstairs but as soon as I hit the last step Lucy (Mother) emerged from the kitchen door on the right.

"Were are you going, have you packed your bags." I nodded and walked out with nothing else shared between us.

Sure I love my mother but I just felt like she doesn't love me like I love her.

Dropping the board and pushing of the ground I felt the breeze. Its like, this is the only way I can get rid of all my pain without hurting myself...or the ones around me. Every push made me feel like I was leaving my past but the problem was I was only leaving for a while.

I stopped and grabbed out my phone to check the time then realized that I had a text from a unknown number.

U.k : Just because your leaving doesn't mean you can slip from my grip O'Connor ;)

I just stared at the text and started looking frantically around to see if anyone was watching. I got another one from the same person.

U.k : You look hot when your scared.

I shoved my phone back in my pocket and started skating home faster then I ever have in my life.

"Back so soon." I walked in and turned towards the kitchen. I picked up an apple from the bowl and sat down on my couch not bothered to reply.

I know I was hurting my mother but its for the best. Like she always said.

~~Flashback 10 Years Old~~

"If your going to hit someone or something have this in mind. Its you or them."

~~Flashback over~~

I'm scared I'm going to hurt her and if I do I wouldn't forgive myself. Nor would she.

My mother came and started finishing dinner. She would glance at me to make sure I was "Ok" But trust me she lost her little girl years ago and I don't think she'll be returning anytime soon. I turned the apple around looking at this piece of art.

RED. Just like blood. But you see, it doesn't grow on trees its apart of them. Once you realize our blood goes through the drains towards the sea and then through the clouds. It rains and that creates life...apples.

But what really makes life is power and control.