Little Lady // Erik Durm
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  • Reads 1,111
  • Votes 44
  • Parts 2
  • Time 12m
Ongoing, First published Nov 17, 2014
Mature
Its cold, the aching feeling in my body. I was tired, so tired, I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t want to do this anymore. But I didn’t know what else I was supposed to do. How do I face the world, when I have no dignity for myself. I tremble every time they're gone. I can’t look at myself in the mirror. I cringe at the sight of my body, the bruises between my legs. 

I didn’t want to do this, I wanted to stop it. He died, I should be okay. I should be able to stop this stupid job. But I didn’t know how to stop, do I ignore the calls? Tell them I don’t do those kind of jobs anymore? How do I get help? Who will help me, if everyone I know is dead?
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I cut through my skin making an "x" on my wrist. "This is why I don't trust people... " I thought. "He doesn't understand the pain I go through, no one does." I cut through my skin again making a deeper cut as blood rushed down my arm. "Everyone I meet leaves me. He's just like all the others. He would stay if he cared. It's all my fault isn't it? I drove him away with all of my nonsense, carelessness, and stupidity." Negative thoughts rushed through my head as the blade ran through my skin one last time before I blacked out. I woke up in a hospital bed. Sitting in the chair next to me was the one and only: Luke. The one person I didn't want to see here. The one who caused this mess. "Baby, I was so worried about you! As soon as I got a call, I found the earliest plane back here. Are you ok? Baby tell me you're ok!" He choked between sobs. Maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought he was...