Mistreated | The Sequel | Donah Meavey

03

Jonah's pov

Today was a pretty rough day at work. We had a lot of customers, basically no breaks..so it was tiring. When we arrived at home, I just laid down on the couch in the living room. Daniel walked to me and laid on the top of me. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed the top of his head.

"This is what I need now." I let out a sigh and closed my eyes. "I'm not gonna move from this place for the rest of the day."

"I'm totally in." he responded and I chuckled. After some time I fell asleep.

Daniel's pov

I actually enjoyed this day. Why? I had no time to think. I was too busy with the customers, but they don't even know how thankful I am for them.

Now everything is calm and quiet again..besides my mind. It's so loud in my head. All I can hear is Ben saying those stuff to me. I can't take it..I'm not strong enough anymore. I guess I never was cause if I was, I would have never fall back this easily.

I need fresh air right now.

I carefully got up from the couch so I don't wake Jonah up. Then I walked over to the glass door and went outside on the terrace. I put my elbows on the handrail and hid my face into my hands.

How could I get out of this? Please someone..help me before I lose my mind completely..please.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my back. I jumped a little bit cause I thought Jonah was still sleeping in the living room.

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." Jonah apologized and took my hand.

I let out a sigh and closed my eyes for a few seconds.

"What's wrong?" he asked me worrying.

"Nothing...I'm fine." I answered simply. I've been pretending for almost five weeks now..and he haven't noticed anything. That pain in my eyes..the long sleeved hoodies I've been wearing recently to hide my scars and cuts..the same answer every time he asks me if I'm okay..nothing.

"You sure?" he tried again.

"Yeah...I'm just tired...that's all." I smiled weakly.

"Oh..yeah this day was awful and exhausting." he responded. I stepped closer to him and hugged him. I need him by my side..even if I can't tell him what's going on.

He pulled me even closer to his body while rubbing my back.

"I love you." I whispered in his ear.

"I love you too." he responded whispering as well and I hid my face into his shoulder, trying really hard to hold my tears back from falling.

~2 weeks later~

I was ready for another call from Ben. It's 4.30am and he usually calls at this time so I locked myself into the bathroom like I always do.

The phone is ringing..and I have no other choice, but to pick it up and listen to his words.

"You're happy to hear me again, right?" always the same question followed by his devilish laugh.

A few minutes later I'm already done. I want to scream, but I'm not allowed to. His words cut deeper than a knife. He knows all my weaknesses and of course he uses them against me..every time..all of them.

After 20 minutes the call was ended. My head was spinning from all those things replaying in my mind over and over again.

It's getting deeper and deeper..it's getting darker and darker...depression is truly painful..the mental pain becomes physical and all I wanna do is end it..end the pain..end the suffering.

I don't even know how, but I suddenly felt the razor in my hand. It's like Ben gave it to me even if he's not here. I rolled up my sleeves and made a few cuts on both of my arms.

I watched the blood running down on my arms like they were tears I was holding in through the day. At least like this I can escape from my mental pain for some time.

After another 20 minutes or even more I stood up from the floor, cleaned everything up and put a bandage on my fresh cuts.

I checked the time before I left the bathroom. It was already 5.33am. I unlocked and opened the door, then went into the bedroom. Jonah was sleeping peacefully like usually when I come back. I don't even know what would I do if he would find me like that. That's why I always lock the door, but ugh...I don't care right now..I  don't even have the energy for this..or anything else. And in two hours I actually have to go to work again.

I opened the wardrobe and grabbed Jonah's hoodie. The same one I was wearing while he was in L.A. to get his stuff from his house..so they could sell it. And they did sell it, a long time ago.

When I was ready I got into bed carefully to not wake Jonah up. He didn't wake up, but cuddled up with me immediately. I wasn't able to even close my eyes.