Breakdown

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Kylie's POV:

I ran inside my room and looked around. I looked at the pictures I had of myself. I felt so ruined. I felt like shit. I was damaged. Broken. And that piece of shit Antonio did not help at all. He made me feel worse. But at the same time, I wanted him more than anything. It's very very sad. I looked around at my decorations and jewelry.

I grabbed onto the pictures on the wall and started tearing them down, ripping them to pieces. I started screaming and crying. I started throwing my jewelry out the window, breaking the glass. I went in the closet and started throwing clothes out. I forced all the drawers out and started throwing them at the walls. I took my phone and threw it out the TV. I broke both the lamps on my nightstand. The crying got worse and worse as I flipped the mattress off my bed and threw my make up at the wall.

I felt my heart beating faster. Almost as if it was pumping out of my chest. My vision wasn't cleared. I felt my whole heart torn out. My life has almost been taken from me. I felt terrible. My days always felt counted. But I never wanted it to end like this. I wanted so much to end the pain, but I could never drag myself to it. I always knew I wasn't that kind of person. I always thought being kind and staying in a family who cared about me so much would help. But the main person I wanted to care doesn't. And it hurts my fucking soul. I regret meeting him, but at the same time I wish things would've went different.

What I wanted to know was why. It killed me not knowing the reasons behind his actions. People make accidents, I'm sure he has. But this was all over nothing. I tried protecting him. It didn't work. I tried being nice. It didn't work. I tried being obedient. It didn't work. I knew being stubborn and disrespectful wouldn't get me no where but killed. So what exactly did this man want from me.

I screamed as I looked in the mirror:

OUT OF ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE FUCKING WORLD, WHY ME ANTONIO. WHY DON'T YOU SEE ME AS SOMEONE WORTHY. MOM IF YOU'RE OUT THERE, WHAT DID I DO TO YOU. WHY DOES LIFE HATE ME SO FUCKING MUCH. WHY CAN'T LIFE JUST GIVE UP ON ME. IM SO SICK AND TIRED OF THE FUCKING PAIN!!

As I screamed 'pain' I punched the mirror and watched the glass shatter in front of me. I saw every piece of me fall in the mirror. Shattered, just like me. Blood was oozing out of my hand. It felt numb. But I didn't care. I sat in the middle of the floor, curled in a small ball, and cried my eyes out. Emily and Camryn came in the room to comfort me. They held me all night as I cried.

End of Chapter

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