Ever fell in love with the wrong person at the wrong time for the absolutely wrong reasons? Wanting them to help you? Needing this person in your life so bad that you would do anything to keep them?
Being in love with the wrong person can be destr...
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Queen Home
I have been scared to fall to sleep. I honestly thought she left the key out. Who else had a key? If not her? She took the phone back, she haven't gave me nothing to eat, no water. Nothing, I haven't heard nothing from Mira.
She came in her last night and beat my ass. She kissed me, I thought since we had a good night the other day, she let up some and I joke and kissed her cheek.
Which I should have known better.
I closed my eyes as I heard the door shut.
"Ahh" I screamed as she dragged me out of the bed by my hair.
"You think shit is sweet huh?" She asked.
"Queen I didn't do anything. I'm sor.....ahh" she punched my in the stomach and I started coughing.
"I tried to be nice with your stupid ass but no you didn't appreciate that shit did you?" She asked and kicked me in the side.
"Please stop" I said crying.
"Don't you ever in your mother fucking...." she just started kicking me wherever her foot landed it didn't even matter.
I felt kicks to my stomach, my chest, my face, my arms and back. Her pulling on my hair, she started punching me.
"Don't fucking touch me again" she said and she pushed me down the basement steps after dragging me all through her house.
I laid at the bottom of the stairs bleeding, not even being able to cry. I couldn't move, every inch of my body was hurting, bruised. I was in pain all over, but what hurt the most was the emotional pain I was going through.
Why won't she just kill me?
I heard the basement door slam and then I heard her lock it. I would rather be anywhere else in the world.
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I don't know what time it is, what day it is. If it's day or night, nothing. I don't know how long I've been down here this time. I am so bruised up it is terrible how I feel and look.
I want to die.
I heard the door open, and I moved into the little room and closed the door but not before the person put their foot in the door.
I tired to move as fast as I could but I was still in a lot of pain.
"I just came to help" a girl said as I slowly moved away from her.
