Sorry If This Sucks... First Try At Writing A Wattpad Story :) CONTAINS: Abusive Scences And Self-Harm.
Chapter One
Hey, I'm Ren :) My Lifes Pretty Bad To Be Honest! I'm Only Gonna Tell You All Of It! Haha. I'm Gonna Start With Just One Paticular Day...
"Ryan! Please Dont!" I Screached As My Boyfriend Neared Towards Me. His Fist Swung To My Face. The Sting From The Hit Made It Feel As If I Was On Fire! I Backed Up Against The Wall Of My Bedroom As Ryan Took One Step Forward. "You'll Regret This One Day!" I Screamed, Tears Running Down My Cheeks. " You Wish " He Smirked As His Knee Crashed Into My Stomach. I Cried Out In Pain As The Monster That Stood Infront Of Me Laughed. I Slid Down The Wall. My Legs Were Weak, I Couldn't Possibly Fight Back... Ryan Grabbed My Chin And My Head Jolted Up. I Was Looking Directly Into His Eyes. I Knew Exactly What Was Going To Happen. He Slowly Stood Up, Undoing His Belt As He Did. I Sighed. "Its Not Like This Hasn't Happened Before" I Whispered. Dumb Idea... "What Did You Say Ren?!" He Shreiked From Across The Room. "I..I.." Too Late... He Ran At Me As I Attempted To Crawl Across The Floor. As I Reached The Door I Saw Two Feet Right Infront Of My Eyes. "Where Do You Think Your Going? Huh?" Ryan Asked Smugly. " I..I'm Not " He Cut Me Off With A Kick, Right In The Nose. Blood Pored Down My Face, Hitting My White Carpet. Good Thing Mum And Dad Left Me... Isn't It... They Dont Know Any Of This Is Going On.. There Somewhere Most Probably Having Fun, Whilst Im Here In These Types Of Situations Every Other Day... I've Only Got My Sister Left. Huh, Pepper, Thats It... No One. I'm Lucky I Even Have Friends, I Bet They Secretly Hate Me Too. I Lied On The Floor, Pretty Much Unconcious, In A Pool Of Blood. I Felt A Sudden Whoosh Of Air And Then A Slap... But Not From A Hand. It Was His Pure Leather Belt. I Moved My Hand To My Face As I Felt Another Whip, This Time Across My Stomach. I Curled Up In A Ball Of Pain. " Worthless Piece Of Shit" I Heard A Manly Voice Say, Just Before I Felt A Splash Hit My Back. I Cried Into My Little Ball Of Emotions.
*Fast Forward To Later On That Day*
I Sat On The Edge Of My Bed, Crying. I Didn't Want To But I Decided To. I Got Up, Still Weak From The Reacent Abuse Ryan Had Gave Me. I Stumbled And Fell As I Got To My Chest-Of-Drawers. I Grabbed The Side To Steady Myself. I Opened The 2nd Drawer And Took Out My Blade. I Fell To The Ground, Blade In My Hand. I Needed To Releave Myself Of The Pain. I Lifted My Head Up, My Chestnut Hair Sitting In The Wrong Places. I Pushed The Blade Up Against My Wrist. Tracing An Old Scar I Slashed The Sharp Edge Across My Tanned Skin. The Blood Began To Drip Down My Arm, Soaking Into My Brown Shirt. I Pressed Down Again, Now In A Clear Spot On My Thighs. This One Was Deep... Too Deep...
Sorry Its Short. : / The Next Chapters Will Probably Be Longer :) Please Give Feedback, Even If Its Bad Comments, I Wanna Know How To Improve Myself :* ~ Chelsea <3
