𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃

𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝: 𝐭𝐰𝐨

"𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, '𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬.' 𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞. "

𝗶𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗱𝗮 ö𝘇𝗸𝗮𝗻
𝗟𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻,𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱

March 21st 2017

15 year old ilayda sat on the floor crying her eyes out. Her once smooth skin was now bruised up and bloody, her eye was swollen and bloodshot red and her white acrylic nails were broken. She slowly crawled to the bathroom in pain. She looked at herself in the mirror and mentally cussed herself for being so stupid.

"Ilayda!" She heard her boyfriend Kalim shout

She ignored him and started cleaning up her bruises and wiping all of the blood off of her. Kalim shouted her name once again and ilayda kissed her teeth and continued cleaning herself up.

Kalim burst the bathroom door open and grabbed ilayda by her neck. His grip getting tighter and tighter by the second. Her skin turned pale.

"When I call you, you answer me!" Kalim shouted in her ear

"Do you hear me?" He roared

She nodded

"P-please let go I-I can't breathe." Ilayda said

"Fucking bitch. And clean up aswell." Kalim spat and she nodded

She locked the bathroom door and silently cried. Her vision became blurry because of the tears that clouded her eyes. Ilayda ran the shower and stepped in, wincing at the pain. Tears continued to run down her cheeks as she took a shower.

When she was done ilayda noticed the small box of razors sitting on the edge of the sink. She stared at it carefully and slowly picked up the box. Her fingers opened the box and took one of the fresh razors out of its wrapper. She held the cold razor for a while and placed it on her wrist.

She held it there and slowly glided it across her arm which left a massive cut with loads of blood pouring out of it.
Her hands violently trembled and she dropped the razor on the bathroom floor. Ilayda rushed to run her arm underneath the cold water.

Ilayda had changed into fresh clothes, wrapped up her arm and put on some makeup to hide the bruises on her face. She went downstairs and cleaned up all of the broken glass and anything else that had broken. She felt hands wrap around her waist and pull her in for hug. She sighed and moved out of Kalim's grip.

"Ilayda I'm sorry." He pulled her back in

She fixed anything that was out of place and double checked that everything was clean.

What was she going to say to her mum when she asked why things were missing?

"Why you ignoring me man? I already said I was sorry." Kalim held her

"No you're not. Y-you always say that." Her voice cracked

Kalim kissed his teeth and pushed her away. Ilayda trudged back upstairs to her room and sat on her bed in silence.

How long was she going to be stuck in this situation?

Why isn't God listening to me? He's never there when she needed him so she might as well give up on him. Right?

All she wanted was answers.
And she wanted them now!

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~itssteebabyy🇬🇧