This Is My Escape

Part 2

Rebecca's POV

''If you don't unlock this goddamn door, I'll open it or break it down! You have at least 5 minutes!'' Dad yelled.

I panicked. Not knowing what to say or do. I was looking all over the place. Trying to find an old rag to wipe the floor covered with my blood. I got out a dirty towel out from the laundry basket and wiped it.

I really wanted to get over it before my dad bust opened the door. I mean he's done it multiple times and I don't have a problem but it just scares me because he'll start freaking out when he finds out what I did to myself again .

''Rebecca!'' He yelled

''Okay! Okay!'' I was too upset to see him and I looked around the floor to make sure that I didn't miss a spot.

All good.

I sighed heavily and opened the door.

There. Stand in front of me was my dad. He had a mean horrible disgusting look on his face which scared me a bit.

''About time!''

I just rolled my eyes at his comment. I went straight to my room and searched for a big large jacket to hide those deep cuts.

Marielle's POV

I was peeking out from the den. I saw my sister yelling at dad again and I noticed that her arms were behind her back. I don't know if was just me or her but I thought I saw blood coming out from her arms.

I walked into the living room to get something to drink. I just drunk the water while I just stood there staring at the kitchen window. A noise startled me and but it was just Rebecca. She was getting her some ice pack. But she couldn't find it.

''Where is it''? She questioned

I pretended to be confused.

''You know what I'm talking about so don't do that shit with me.'' She started raising her voice.

''You know what, just forget it.'' She flicked me off and just got ice from the fridge.

Rebecca's POV

I didn't know what was going on with Marielle but she was just lying to me that was about to burst into tears. I jumped into the bed and just lied there thinking about my life and why this was happening to me.

I pulled my sleeves up and just stared at my cuts. It stung and I wanted to put alcohol on it but it would've just made it worst.

I was too tired to even get up and take a shower so I decided to take one in the morning. I grabbed an old shirt that I might as well throw away and wrapped it around my arms to keep it from letting blood drip on our sheets.

My eyes slowly started closing and I just drifted off to sleep.

Marielle's POV