Despair~ something I can't afford
Losing~something I can't afford
Dying~something I can't afford
Hope~something difficult to hold on to
Winning~something I look forward to
Living~something that's hard to do
⚠️ -This story contains sexual, physical, mental
abuse
-self harm
-suicidal thoughts
-suicide
-bullying
~please refrain from reading if it triggers~
"PLEASE NO" I yell trying to push him off of me
"STOP IT PLEASE" I beg
"But you love me, I'm doing this because I love you" he says as brings his hand close to my inner thigh slowly reaching to where he desires
"Please" I whisper sobbing
"You know I love it when you beg, makes me feel so loved" he says staring at me with lust swimming in his eyes and a disgusting love stricken face
My body shakes trembling with fear staring in to the eyes that once held a spot in my heart
"Don't worry Rose I'll be gentle"he whisper near my ear his sadistic smile on display
I woke up drenched in sweat, tears rolling down my eyes I bring my hand to my eyes rubbing it trying to get the image I desperately wanted out of my head
As I look up I stare into the eyes that have brought me some much pain
Oh this sweet bitter feeling how wonderful it is!!
"I heard you shouting, are you okay?" He asks getting closer to me
"Please stay away from me " I say holding in the sob that's threatening to come out
"What did you say to me?!" he rushes towards me pulling my hair harshly
I whimper "Nothing please don't hurt me" I chock out wondering when this'll stop
Wondering when I won't flinch when I'm around men
Wondering when I won't have to be scared to sleep at night and walk alone
Wondering when the nightmare I call reality will have a turn of event
Wondering when I can flip this chapter and move on to the next
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.