Escaping Myself

Escaping Myself

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In my dream I'm in a bathroom crying in the bathtub. There is a loud banging on the door, and angry yelling along with it. The door quakes, and I know that it will soon give out, letting the angry force from the outside in. The wood door starts to split and light shines through, and I can finally hear the angry voice. It's Maraschino. He breaks through the door, finally, and comes after me. I scream, and cower in the corner of the tub. He grabs my neck, and shakes me. I plead, and cry for him to let me go, and he finally does. The he starts to hit me, repeatedly. He finally stops and yells at me. "You're worthless, Holly! You're the ugliest girl I've ever met, you don't deserve to be with me! You don't deserve to be with anyone! You're going to die alone, in your little apartment in the bad part of town." "Please, please, please, please, don't hurt me." "I'm not going to waste another second on you!" He leaves, and I lay down in the bathtub crying. I start to hyperventilate, scared that what he said was true. "Holly!" No, no, no, no, no, he can't be back. "Holly! Wake up!" "Holly!" I open my eyes to see Maraschino on top of me, shaking me awake. His eyes flood with relief once he sees my eyes open. He pulls me into a hug. "Holly I was worried, what happened?" "I was, I was in a dream, an-and you were there and y-y-you" I couldn't finish the sentence, I was terrified, terrified he'd hate me once he heard what I'd dreamt, I just kept crying. "Shhh, shhh, it's okay. You're okay. I'm here, nothing is going to hurt you when you're with me."
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"That was weird, but I can't stop my heart beating ten times faster than it should be. Laying down on the bed I face away from the bathroom door not wanting him to look at me. I pull the white cover up to my nose and look at the wall. I hear the bathroom door open and footsteps reach closer to the bed. The covers are being moved behind me as Mateo gets ready to sleep. I reach up to turn off the lap on my nightstand, and when I do we're left in the dark abyss of my room. Mateo's arm wraps itself around my waist and pulls me back into his hard chest. He gently lifts my head up and puts it back down onto his bicep. I take in a shaky breath and close my eyes deciding it is best to just sleep. Feeling his breath on the crown of my head, I'm more relaxed than I was before and start feeling sleepier by the second. But before sleep overtakes my mind. I hear Mateo mutter something. "Good night sweetheart." ~~~~~~ Moving on. Growing up. The fears of Mateo and Veronica. Two strangers who have been attending the same high school for the past three years. They believe they are different from each other but they have much more in common than they believe. Senior year things change when Mateo finds an interest in Veronica. She decides to give him a chance and see where the friendship goes. What she doesn't realize is that she's falling for him faster than she thought...and he feels the same. Through a camera lens, Mateo shows Veronica how to live her life to the fullest and that she is not alone in this big world. Meanwhile, Veronica is helping Mateo move on from the tragic incident that occurred in his family. Having faith and trusting that their relationship will stay strong. They decide to overcome whatever is thrown in their direction, and that there is always someone on the other side of the lens. ~~~~~~

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