23 capítulos Concluída "Where are you, and I'm so sorry. I cannot sleep, I cannot dream. I need somebody, and always this thick strange darkness comes creeping on. So haunting every time, and as I stared I counted the webs from all these spiders; catching things and eating their insides. Like indecision to call you, and hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pain tonight, stop this pain tonight?" I repeated the familiar Blink 182 lyrics as I lied in my cold, dark room looking towards the cieling; while my drunken father beat on the door.
I ignored his screams, his threats, "I need someone to help me." I mumbled to myself; my voice cracking. I rolled over as tears washed over my cheeks, "Ashton you piece of shit!" I heard him scream through the damaged door.
Finally, he gave up like normal. I laid in the dark silence, my breathes filling the air. I felt my eyes grow heavy, and then everything went black.
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