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Ring... Ring... Ring...
Urhhh who the fuck calls at such hours of the day without even checking I slide up

                                     "Hello," I said

No reply
"Hello... Anyone there" I called frustrated now
"Of course, bitch think a ghost called you?!" The other person said
"Mom?" What. why... who...
"Get you stinking ass down here I need some beer" That's all she said and the line went silent

Getting up I checked the time 2:00 am, why was she drinking so early today walking down the stairs I saw her leaning over the kitchen counter already drunk from the looks of it

"Mom you called__..." A loud smack rings through the halls as her hand hits my flesh

"You__you just can't do anything right," she says slurring her speech

Staggering towards me I took a step back with every one she took towards me

"Bitch!! You ruined my family" she groaned grabbing the pan from the counter as I backed up against the fridge... She wouldn't. would she? my chest tightened in fright

"What__ wh_what did I do" I stammered trying to make it out as she'd cornered me now, a grim smile lit her face as she cocked her head to the side lifting the pan she said

"You're existence irks me" and the next thing I see is darkness as I slumped to the floor though it feels like I'm drowning I can still feel her kicking me pouncing on me till suddenly I don't feel anything at all and last thought that crossed my mind was Anna I hope she'd be fine without me, thoughts of her flooded my mind, thoughts of what's she's been through scratched my heart thoughts of her pain threatened to rip me apart, tonight I didn't just cry for me, I cried for Annabella, I cried for the girl who just wanted to be loved, I cried for the girl who masks her hurt, I cried for the girl who talked others outta suicide but has a hard time doing so herself, for once I cried for someone that wasn't me.

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A sharp pain ran through my head and another and another groaning I tried to pry my eyes open struggling I could see black walls. It's blurry though straining only heightened the pain relaxing for a moment I blinked and tried again oh black walls... I was in my room but how did I get here I tried sitting up but the pain in my head only worsened I tried to touch it and I felt a bandage that's when I remembered Mum! She did this but who must've brought me up here and bandaged it? Leo perhaps deciding not to dwell much on it cause I'd rather die down there than be here I laid back

I laid there curled up hugging my pillow trembling immensely as thoughts upon thoughts flooded my mind none of the good tears threatening to burst from my eyes and an itch in my throat to scream but it seemed my head was underwater, slowly I grew ...

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I laid there curled up hugging my pillow trembling immensely as thoughts upon thoughts flooded my mind none of the good tears threatening to burst from my eyes and an itch in my throat to scream but it seemed my head was underwater, slowly I grew numb I couldn't breathe my eyelids grew heavy, all I could see is the darkness engulfing me.

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