The Tale of A Broken Soul

Chapter 2: The Phone, One Escape

The picture above is a real picture of cuts, but these are fresh and not how i used to cut. I'm still battling against cutting to this day.

My eyes were at the phone in my hands, what was this device? Yeah I used to sneak out to father's computer on the rare occasions that he left the door unlocked, but him now handing me a phone? This is new! I open the phone as I sat down, the screen was filled with the normal apps you get on a android. Soon enough I went onto youtube and watched videos, and after a bit i found an amino ad. Interesting, i thought as I downloaded the app. It won't be till the next day when I actually opened the app. Father never really explained why he gave me a phone, mainly just the drunken slur of, "Because I don't want you on my shit anymore you whore ass slut!" Oh, and he also cussed a lot. I started on the My Hero Academia community as a Eraserhead. I went on my first chat and met one of the best and caring people I will ever meet. He was a Present Mic that actually cared when I talked a bit about me. He took me to another chat, one called the Dancing Queen which I'm still in to this day. When I was in that chat I met more wonderful people, another eraser (who was like a brother or dad to me), a uraraka (the crazy vodka aunt of the chat), a eri (crazy vodka sis of mine), a shinso (the i dont give a fuck brother), and a bakugou (my boyfriend, we are taking a break right now because we kinda fell apart). After a few days I got tired of all the abuse so I sent the only person I trusted, the Present mic, a suicide note. I got a rope and tied it to one of the bars that was in my room. But before I could do anything my phone buzzed. It was Mic, he begged and pleaded for me to not go and soon enough he had me call the cops. It was so hard, my heart was going crazy in my chest as I dialed the number. Everything after that went fast but I remember hiding in the bushes outside with a few fractured ribs as I heard my father screaming for me. Next i was in the hospital and then the next days are blurry. They mixed together from nothing to do except draw.

I know that this chapter is short and messy, I'm sorry but shit happened today and I'm questioning myself again. The chapters after this might get a bit blurry or messed up because, to be honest one of, now my exs, came in. He was toxic and played with me and two of my best friends and lovers.